POV: Seraphina Vale"Why is his skin healing?" I asked, crouched beside the body.The air was misty and cold, but the alley smelled like the smell of the dead person staring at us.Marcus knelt beside me, brushing blonde curls from his face. “That’s... not possible, right?” he said, blinking at the corpse’s arm. There were deep claw marks that was still open, but I could see the tissue moving, slowly knitting together."Ahhhhhhhhh!" I screamed jerking backwards. Marcus did the same as well. Both of us hugging each other scared. Seeing no reaction from the body, I stood up and kicked the leg of the body a few times; Marcus hiding behind me. "Is he DEAD or ALIVE?"I crouched beside the body again, checking it. “He’s dead. The body doesn’t heal after death,” I mumbled, grabbing my gloves tighter. “Unless it’s not just a body.”Marcus tilted his head. “You think this is one of those rare infection cases? Or maybe synthetic enhancers?” His voice always had that hopeful, bouncy rhythm in i
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