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.

It felt increasingly like she had stepped into that dream...

"Ah—" After standing in the house for a while, Maisie suddenly felt a headache. She covered her ears and screamed

crouching on

"Maisie, what's wrong?"

"Don't come over!"

"Maisie..."

tried to help her, but Maisie shoved her aside. It felt like a myriad of insects were gnawing

in her body was

for her to

face was pale, and she was trembling. Her

strange smile on her face, even though she

pretended to care, taking off her coat and draping it over Maisie. "Is it... too cold

this house?"

to leave this place..." Maisie couldn't even muster the strength to speak. "Please take me

here... Please..."

worry! We'll leave right away." Despite what Camila

supported Maisie.

felt like walking in a swamp filled with the fuzzy scenes in

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