Semua Bab Framed Every Lifetime: Bab 1 - Bab 8

The police were already downstairs. Dense footsteps were closing in.Calder was still trying, tirelessly, to talk me down. "This is the company’s annual gala. Whatever grudge you have, why make a scene here?"That sentence jolted me awake.Why did it always happen at the annual gala?In every rebirth, the moment when that other version of me killed Elan always fell within the same five minutes of the company gala.Those five minutes were fixed. Absolutely fixed.From 9:00 p.m. to 9:05 p.m.I turned my head and asked Elan, "Does 9:00 to 9:05 mean anything special to you?"This time, he did not answer right away. He froze for a few seconds before shaking his head, his expression visibly unnatural.I immediately sensed something was off. There was something fishy.I was about to press further when the police suddenly kicked the door open.Because Killian had reported an armed kidnapping, the officers had even brought stun batons and firearms.As I stared at the dark gun barrel

In my mind, I had imagined that someone identical to me might burst in.Even if that scene were horrifying, I thought I was mentally prepared.Reality proved otherwise. The preparation was nowhere near enough.Right in front of me, Elan suddenly twisted his neck at an unnatural angle and collapsed limply onto the floor.When I screamed and rushed toward him, he suddenly grabbed my hand and pressed it against his own throat. I realized he was using immense force, trying to make me choke him to death.The difference in strength between a man and a woman was overwhelming. I could not break free."Elan, let go of me! You’ll suffocate!"However, the blood-red gaze in Elan’s eyes told me that this was exactly what he wanted.Outside the iron bars, warning lights and alarms went off at the same time. Police officers rushed in, trying to separate us.Seizing the chaos, Elan dragged me outward."Elan, are you insane?" I shouted, my peripheral vision locked on the clock on the wall. Th

Elan’s question truly stopped me in my tracks.Yet there he was, standing right in front of me, alive and breathing.He could bleed. He had body heat. He had everything a human should have. The only thing wrong with him was his memory.I took a deep breath. "If you’re a working adult, you’d definitely keep notes or reminders. As long as you’re human, it’s impossible not to leave traces of your life."Elan and I turned his apartment upside down. Only then did we find a sticky note tucked under his bed.On it was written: "On the day of the annual gala, from 9:00 to 9:05 p.m., I will die."Elan’s face drained of color inch by inch. "So I knew I’d be in danger… then why don’t I remember any of it?"I grabbed both his hands. "Why don’t we see a psychologist? Maybe hypnosis could help you remember."However, Elan seemed uneasy. "Don’t you think you’re a little strange, too? An ordinary person would’ve broken down long ago after being killed so many times. But you… You're frightening

My entire body stiffened. A chill rose from the soles of my feet and spread through my limbs.I stared at him fiercely. "How do you know about my rebirth?"He knew about my countless loops. He knew the pain of being trapped in them. So who was he, really?Calder kept smiling as he slowly began to tell a story.Time rewound to a rainy night two years ago. Fresh out of university and newly entering the workforce, Lyra won an award at her very first company annual gala.Unfortunately, that same night, the city subway system was shut down for maintenance. The only way to get to the gala was by car.To make sure Lyra would not be late, her boyfriend insisted on driving her there.That was when the accident happened. The car skidded on the road and crashed into a guardrail.Both of them were trapped inside the vehicle.Her boyfriend insisted that the rescue team save Lyra first, because her leg was pinned. Between 9:00 and 9:05, Lyra was pulled out.When the rescue team turned back