No response.

All of a sudden, George Stinney began to chuckle silently to himself. 

As he did so, more and more blood began to pour out of his orifices, and his mouth grew larger and larger, tearing open his entire body like a wound!

Countless chunks of bright red flesh emerged from beneath the charred-black skin of his body. Electric chairs were capable of instantly drying out one's body, so the end result wasn't a serene and peaceful corpse. Instead, it was a dried-out mummy.

His charred head was tilted 30 degrees to right, as if his neck had been snapped, and his mouth continued to grow wider and wider, forming a grotesque smile that literally stretched from ear to ear, revealing an incomplete set of mutilated teeth that were covered in blood.

“I want…”

A sharp, yet raspy voice rang out from his mouth, much like the sound of a cat scratching at glass with its claws, and it was an extremely unpleasant sound.

With each word that he uttered, all of the lights throughout the entire passageway would flicker erratically. Qin Ye knew that this wasn't some type of special effect. Instead, this was happening because the evil ghost's Yin energy and killing intent were too potent for this illusion to handle.

“you…”

Crack! 

His head tilted even further to his left,...