Stella was awakened by a dog’s barking.

She opened her eyes and found herself in a room with mud walls covered in newspaper. The tungsten lightbulb on the ceiling looked old, and the glass wall had black mold all over it. The room was filled with various antique items, and she realized she was covered under a large floral-patterned blanket that was very warm and soft, exuding a faint scent of the sun. Suddenly, Stella felt like she was in a movie where she had time-traveled to the 80s.

‘Does that mean that Keegan had also time-traveled?’ she wondered.

However, the smartphone on the table shattered her fantasy. She lay in bed for a while but soon decided to get up-

The fever had left her feeling weak and sweaty. After spending a few days in the mountains and sweating all night, her body had an unpleasant smell.

She wanted to freshen up but realized there was nothing in the room. So, she adjusted her clothes and went outside.

She only noticed that she was sleeping in the master bedroom of an ancient adobe house. There was another room with a separate entrance at the side. A black dog was inside, and it would not stop barking at the passersby.

the entrance. It was winter, and the tree had shed all its leaves, leaving only hawthorn berries hanging from the branches.

when she would pick hawthorn berries under a

her thoughts, she heard someone talking to her from behind, “You’re

from the

wearing and explained with a smile, Mr. Jewell said that my clothes were too thin, so he

responding to that, Stella asked, “Where’s

the backyard. I’ll show you the way,” Marshall

was a vegetable farm, a

he was

to sell the mother pig but decided to keep it because it was

his hands

up close, let alone castrating one. He held the tools in his hands

directing his inexperienced player who could not even get a simple

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