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.

felt increasingly like she

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

"Maisie, what's wrong?"

"Don't come over!"

"Maisie..."

shoved her aside. It felt like a myriad of insects were gnawing at her —every nerve, bone, and blood vessel in her

her to calm down,

face was pale, and she was trembling. Her large eyes were

a strange smile on her face,

taking off her coat and draping it over Maisie. "Is it...

couldn't even muster the strength to speak. "Please take me

don't worry! We'll leave right away." Despite what Camila said, her steps were unusually slow as she supported

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

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