Chapter Two: The Dead Man Knows the Way

“Mr. Gu offered you a dignified exit,” the assistant said. “Put down the Night Screen. We will delete only tonight.” “Delete?” Lin glanced at Zhou. “Like you deleted him?” The assistant did not deny it. Zhou charged. His sense of the shortest path carried him around the raised stun gun in three steps, and his shoulder knocked the canister aside. But the second intruder threw white paint across Zhou's portrait. Zhou screamed. His right arm vanished. Lin seized a cracked charcoal stick and drew on the powerless Night Screen. The black marks shone. He sketched Zhou's missing arm; with the final line, flesh returned in the real room. At the same moment, an image went dark inside Lin's mind.