Sir Ares, Goodnight

They each returned to their homes.

However, after a few years, those once magnificent villas had turned into ancient buildings. The accumulation of dust was heavy, while the original clear and vibrant patterns had become blurry with age. It was as though their vividness had been swept away by the years.

"How could this be?" Josie lamented. "What kind of ghost town is this?"

Her little sigh caused Jay's brain to feel like it was struck by lightning. A new thought popped up in his head.

"Ghost?"

Zayne nodded. "Did we run into a ghost, Jay?"

Jay lowered his head and said nothing. In his mind, however, he remembered the words of Priestess Zyda. She said that Robbie would come back to life. Would it not mean he would become human again after being a ghost?

Josie and Zayne felt that this place was making their blood run cold. They were somewhat frightened. However, Angeline comforted them. "If it's truly a ghost being crafty, then this ghost is my Robbie. What's so scary about that?"

Josie said, "Sis Angeline, if it's truly Baby Robbie, we won't be afraid. But how do you know if it really is Robbie?"

Jay suddenly recalled the strange tomb mentioned by Cole and excitedly told Angeline, "Angeline, there's a strange tomb in this mountain. Perhaps the place is being haunted by the occupant of the tomb. Cole and I will head over there, so all of you stay here for a while. You can rest in the meantime."

Zayne wanted to join in on the excitement and said, "I'm going too."

now and perhaps won't be able to cope if there are any emergencies. We'd have to protect you. You

stepped into the mountain energetically. This mountain was tall, straight, and

Cole and asked,

the way to the

Cole arrogantly. "I

they encountered some passersby on the way. Their expressions were

you?" Cole

a way to get rid of

walked deeper in, they felt the temperature drop

temperature suddenly drop?"

body temperature was very cold too. It was unusual,

to do with

uncle's body temperature similar to the temperature

to this place

pace to explore

went, the lower the temperature

said, "Why don't...we give up, Jay...?

his face was frighteningly white. Even his lips seemed like they had been drained of blood. They knew that if they went farther, without any measures to keep out the