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Then, I looked towards the coffin; however, in an instant, my nerves became tense again - I escaped from the nightmare, but not from the horrific fact that happened outside me - the pale palm had completely poked out of the coffin, and then I saw my wife's pale face slowly peeking out; I could even see the imperfectly repaired wound on her forehead; her eyes were staring straight at me, with a hint of a sinister sneer hanging on the corner of her mouth.