"Wow!"
Crows flew out of the woods, disturbing countless fallen leaves.
Peter, standing on the roof of Mount Sinai Hospital, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.
The line of sight is blocked by the stacked buildings, and it is cast to the shadowy mountains.
When he looked back, Peter stood on the edge of the roof, and the mask on his face slowly faded.
He did not find the body of the deceased, as Dr. Lane said, in the hospital.
He searched the list of bodies in the mortuary and found nothing.
Did the hospital really dispose of the body?
With his chin in one hand, he was lost in thought.
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