《Hellblades》全部章節：第 81 章 - 第 90 章

Tethys’s POV The void was deliciously quiet. It was not the silence of peace but the silence of suffocation, where even thought echoed back empty. I breathed it in the sweet stench of death, savoring the way it pressed against me. Her soul trembled in the corner of the void, a pale shape flickering like a candle about to go out. Bengü. The mighty witch doctor. She had bargained so hard, smiled so sharp, thought she could leash and subdue me with her little tricks. Now she crouched in the dark, her face gray, her eyes wide with the dawning horror that she was not the mistress here. She was mine. I laughed, letting the sound curl through the black air like iron chains rattling. “Ah, sweet Bengü. You look so small without your potions, without your charms. Just a little shiver in my palm. It doesn’t suit you.” Her voice cracked, brittle as glass. “You cannot keep me here. I am not finished. I still have work to do. I still—” “You still thought you had time,” I purred. I paced

Mr. Mehmet’s POV The air in the stairwell grew colder with each step. The murmur of voices from the upper floors faded behind me, replaced by the sterile buzz of ventilation and the faint sound of dripping water. The basement smelled of disinfectant and something else. Something foul that clung to the back of the throat. Decay. And worse: dark magic and sulfur. I paused at the bottom of the stairs, adjusted my gloves, and pushed open the heavy door to the autopsy room. Mete and Kayhan were already there, standing beside the metal tables. Two eager apprentice faces beneath their masks, one fair-haired and bright-eyed, the other dark-haired with deep brown eyes that missed nothing. Mete straightened the moment he saw me. “Sir, the area’s been sealed. We checked all the ventilation units. No trace of contamination.” “Contamination isn’t what I’m worried about,” I said, scanning the room. “Let’s set up. The sooner we’re done, the better.” They moved fast, unzipping their equipme

Emre’s POV I entered the hospital room, my footsteps muffled against the sterile tiles. The sight of my brother Eren and the twins, Adem and Adlee, lying injured in their beds filled me with a deep, suffocating guilt. I approached Eren’s bed, my throat tightening as I searched for the right words. “Eren,” I murmured, my voice low and strained. “How… how are you and the boys holding up.” Eren managed a faint smile despite the exhaustion on his pale face. “I have been better,” he said quietly. “But I will survive. The doctors say I will be back on my feet soon. The boys will recover too. They both have a concussion and broken ribs, but the doctors say they will heal with time. They have been through a lot. They were very brave.” I pulled a chair closer and sat by his bed. My eyes drifted toward Adem and Adlee, who were sound asleep in the adjacent beds. Seeing them so small and fragile pierced straight through me. I almost could not look at them, knowing I had brought this pain

Aylin’s POV Detective Kenan and I stood in tense silence inside Chief Serdar’s glass-walled office. The air between us felt heavy, colder than the morning air outside the station. We had been partners for years, trusted each other with our lives, and yet today I could barely look at him without feeling my stomach twist. The chaotic events of the morning replayed in my mind. A missing body. Evidence gone. Kenan acting like a stranger. His silence beside me was sharp and biting, full of something I could not name. I caught myself stealing glances at him. Each time I looked, the knot in my chest pulled tighter. He would not even look at me. That hurt more than anything. I shifted my weight from foot to foot, trying to hold myself together. Something was wrong with him. I felt it in my bones. Kenan was not the man I thought he was. Not today. He had talked to me earlier like I was the problem. Like I had imagined everything. Like I was losing my mind. But I knew when

Aylin’s POV The sterile lab lights hummed faintly above us, casting a cold blue sheen over the metal counters and buzzing machines. I sat beside Kenan, shoulders tight, eyes glued to the lab results glowing on the screen. My fingers tapped nervously against the desk, a habit I could not stop when frustration mixed with fear. The list of findings stared back at us like a joke. Foreign substance. Foreign substance. Foreign substance. Every single test we ran. On the puddle. On the hairs. On that awful black goo. Nothing matched anything in our database. Nothing even registered as known. “None of this makes sense,” I muttered under my breath. “Nothing matches what we have seen before. We have nothing. No answers. Just error codes and substances that do not belong anywhere.” Kenan exhaled hard beside me, rubbing the back of his neck. “This case is getting stranger by the minute, Aylin. I do not like it. We need to talk to Chief Serdar. Something is not adding up.” I nodded,