In the dead of night, suddenly, a series of urgent knocks sounded distant as if coming from the depths of memory.
Tang Xiaobai abruptly woke up and ran outside.
At the door, many people were crowding in.
The light illuminated each face with an eerie orange glow, yet not a single face was recognizable.
Tang Xiaobai didn't care about many things and hurriedly asked, "Have you found Ah Xiao?"
Many voices clamored together in response:
"Found, found..."
"Found downstream..."
"The body is bloated..."
"Body..."
"..."
— Tang Xiaobai abruptly sat up, breathing heavily.
As her breathing steadied, she gradually escaped from that suffocating nightmare.
"Second Miss, were you having nightmares?" Cheng Zi, who was staying up with her, was startled by her movements, rubbed her eyes, and approached, patting her back. "It's still early, why not sleep a bit more?"
With her support, Tang Xiaobai lay back down and suddenly asked, "Was there someone knocking at the door last night?"
