Camila pushed open the courtyard gate, and the house did seem like it had been vacant for a long time. However, the yard was clean, indicating that regular maintenance had been taking place.

Yet, as Maisie stepped inside, she suddenly felt a chill. She shivered and stopped in her tracks.

"What's wrong?" Camila turned to look at her, smiling. "Oh, this place happens to be a wind tunnel.

There's a mountain breeze here. Let's go inside and it'll be fine!"

Maisie nodded, but the further she went, the more familiar these surroundings seemed...

The Eropah-style pastoral courtyard was adorned with beautiful orchids. Behind the house was a mountain, and the quietness allowed the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves to be heard.

The furniture in the house had a vintage feel to it and exuded luxury.

Breathing became difficult for Maisie, and her temples throbbed. She recalled that strange dream more vividly now.

increasingly like she had stepped into

the house for a while, Maisie suddenly felt a headache. She covered her

"Maisie, what's wrong?"

"Don't come over!"

"Maisie..."

myriad of insects were gnawing at her —every nerve, bone, and blood vessel in her body was

to calm down, Camila gently helped

trembling. Her large

a strange smile on her face, even though she appeared

to care, taking off her coat and

even muster the strength to

what Camila said, her steps were unusually

legs felt weak, and every step felt like walking in a swamp filled with the

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