The people of the assassination organization fell silent, choosing obedience due to an unknown fear.
On a dark and windy night, the girl hadn't fallen asleep; she trembled under the covers.
At this moment, she wasn't aware she had awakened a supernatural ability.
She saw numerous things drifting outside the window, and when she inadvertently locked eyes with a ghost, it revealed an eerie smile on its sinister face.
In the next instant, the ghost darted into the room.
She screamed in terror, but she was alone at home.
She could only hide under the covers, deceiving herself: "It's an illusion, just an illusion!"
Outside the covers, there were strange noises, like the howling wind mixed with laughter, a laughter that sounded as if teeth were caught in a door, creating a mechanical quacking sound like a duck.
"Stay away!"
The sound grew closer.
It seemed to press against the blanket.
Immense pressure bore down, and she felt suffocated.
"Is this sleep paralysis?"
