All Chapters of Dead But Not Done: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

My internal organs had ruptured, and blood kept pouring from my eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.If not for the fact that I couldn't die before completing my mission, I would've been long dead by now.The doctor let out a heavy sigh."The patient was just involved in a car accident and then fell from a building. His internal injuries are severe, and nearly every bone in his body is fractured. We can only do our best. The rest… depends on fate."If you want us to proceed with treatment, the family needs to sign these first."The doctor handed my father a surgical consent form along with a critical condition notice.Standing beside him, my mother's face had gone deathly pale, and she nearly lost her balance."I only said it in the heat of the moment. How was I supposed to know Bobby would take it so seriously? I never meant…"My father cut her off with a dark expression."Enough. What's the point of saying any of this now?"After signing the documents, he handed them back to the do

Chapter 2

"Roger, don't do anything stupid!""Stop him!"Panicked screams and chaotic footsteps exploded through the room.Roger shrieked at them, "Don't come any closer! If you do, I'll jump right now! Aren't all of you blaming me? Don't you all think I'm lying? Then I might as well die!"Amid the chaos, I struggled to pry my eyes open.Casey was the first to notice I was awake.She looked at me without a trace of warmth in her eyes—only command."Bobby, no matter whose fault it is, apologize to Roger first. Convince him to come down, and we'll let this whole thing go…"My father and mother both turned toward me as well, wearing identical expressions of pleading desperation.The oxygen mask covered my mouth and nose. Every breath carried the metallic taste of blood.I raised my trembling arm, locked in plaster, and used all my strength to rip off the mask and tear the IV needle from the back of my hand.Drops of blood splattered across the pale bedsheets.I climbed out of bed. Insid

Chapter 3

I stared blankly at the ceiling, my vision blurred from the pain.My lips moved beneath the oxygen mask, and a weak yet clear voice came out, "I changed… I've changed. I won't hurt anyone anymore. I'm very obedient now. You can make me do… anything."The hospital room fell silent for a moment.They all stared at me in disbelief. Not a single person believed what I said.So they began testing me.Casey looked at me for a long moment before suddenly reaching up and yanking the pendant from around my neck.It was a matching pendant my little sister and I had worn since childhood—my most treasured possession.Casey smashed it onto the floor without hesitation.The pendant shattered into pieces.I stared at the fragments with hollow eyes, utterly unmoved.My parents seemed to relax at last. After giving a few more instructions, they left the room in exhaustion.Casey said, "I'll stay here with Roger and take care of him."The hospital room door closed.The tears and fear instan

Chapter 4

Over the next few days, Roger put on the same performance every time my parents were around, standing beside my bed and pretending to apologize to me.They looked at him with sympathy, convinced he was a good person.The way they looked at me, however, remained as cold and disgusted as ever.Today, just as Roger was about to start another apology, he suddenly pretended to faint. My parents and Casey panicked and immediately called for a doctor before rushing out after him.I finally let out a breath of relief.At least no one was standing in front of me pretending anymore.Not long after, my parents returned with Roger. He sat dramatically in a wheelchair.My parents and Casey looked deathly pale.My mother spoke first, choking back sobs."Roger… has been diagnosed with severe heart disease. Heart failure. He needs a transplant as soon as possible. Otherwise…"Roger weakly shook his head as tears slid down his face."Dad… Mom… don't be sad. If there's a next life, I hope I c

Chapter 5

My soul drifted weightlessly above, suspended in the air. I looked down at the chaos below like an uninvolved observer.The doctor removed his mask, his voice exhausted."We did everything we could. My condolences."My father steadied himself against the wall. His face had gone deathly pale, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.He walked to the bedside and reached out, as if to touch my face—but froze midair. In the end, he clenched his fist tightly, knuckles turning white, his entire body trembling.Casey staggered forward and collapsed beside me."No… It can't be…"The doctor said… the artificial heart surgery had a high success rate… how could this happen…"She stared at me in a daze, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped herself hard across the face."It was me… I smashed his pendant… I even forced him…"My mother fainted after a single stunned second.My father hurriedly caught her.At the very back, Roger sat in his wheelchair, head lowered, shoulders shakin

Chapter 6

The day of the funeral, the sky was gray.A fine drizzle hung in the air, like tears that would never stop falling.My photograph was placed in the center of the family altar. It was an old picture from years ago. Below it sat my urn.My mother was being supported by two people. She was crying so hard she could barely stand.Staring at my photo, she sobbed until her voice broke."Bobby… Mom was wrong… Mom is sorry… Please… come back, okay…"My father stood beside her, his spine bent as though he had aged overnight. His hair had turned completely white in a single night. He stared at my photo without blinking, his eyes rimmed red with a frightening intensity—but not a single tear fell. Only the hand hanging by his side trembled, clenched so tightly that his knuckles had turned a bruised shade of blue.Casey stood at the very edge in black mourning clothes. Her face was deathly pale, her eyes so swollen they had narrowed to slits. Since entering, she had not spoken a word. She o

Chapter 7

The screen showed me wearing a thin hospital gown, dragged out into a snowfield by several people.They stripped off my coat. Buckets of ice water were poured over my head, one after another.I curled up on the ground, my body turning purple with cold, trembling uncontrollably.Then someone stepped forward, lit a cigarette, and slowly pressed it out on my exposed arm.A sharp "sizzle" echoed.My body convulsed in pain, but no sound came out—my mouth was stuffed with a rag.In the corner of the frame, Roger stood watching.He wore a thick down jacket, arms crossed, smiling as he observed everything."Is this fake too?"Casey's voice was soft, but it carried a crushing force.My father stared at another screen. It showed a confinement-like room in the correctional facility. I was lying on the ground, one leg bent at an unnatural angle—clearly broken.Several people surrounded me, kicking and beating me. My ribs were caved in.My face was covered in blood. My eyes were half-op

Chapter 8

Half a year later, Roger was barely recognizable as human.He had grown thin to the point of resembling a skeleton. Old wounds overlapped with new ones across his body, and his mind had collapsed—he often muttered nonsense at empty air.In the end, Casey went there herself.Dressed in a black overcoat, she walked into that filthy confinement room.Roger shrank in the corner. When he saw her, a faint spark of light returned to his clouded eyes. He crawled toward her, reaching for her pant leg."Casey… Casey, save me… I was wrong… tell them to let me out…"Casey crouched down and looked at him.Then she took a sharp surgical blade from her bag."Roger," she said in a calm voice that was terrifying in its stillness, "did Bobby's heart hurt at the end? When it was taken out alive."She raised the blade."You should try it too."Roger's pupils contracted violently. He wanted to scream, to struggle—but he was too weak to even move.The blade sliced through flesh and pierced his c

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