Book 3: Prologue
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12 o’ clock midnight.
There was a continuous drizzle outside the window.
The fragmented rain fell against the glass like sharp needles, drawing out wild arcs.
The bedroom was peaceful and quiet. The luminous clock on the wall glowed a pale green as the hands ticked from one marking to the other. The dim light from the streetlamps shone in faintly through the cracks between the curtains, surrounding the pitch-black room with a feeble halo.
She hugged her pillow to sleep on the bed as usual.
She had worked overtime today and come home late. It had been less than twenty minutes since she had washed up and gone to bed. She had yet to fall asleep completely; her consciousness was currently in a blurry, half-asleep state.
Suddenly, ding-dong—
The clear ring of the doorbell unexpectedly shattered the silence in the room.