The room was damp and dark. In the corner, a few cockroaches skittered past, leaving an unsettling rustling sound in their wake.
Lilia huddled at the edge of the bed, hugging her knees to her chest with her back pressed against the cold wall.
'Xiao... When is Xiao Bei coming back...?'
'I... I'm starting to understand how she feels.'
'This room is so gloomy and damp, and it reeks of the acrid stench of waste. I... I want to leave this place, too...'
She bit her lip, her fingers digging deep into her flesh as her body trembled in fear.
'But she probably won't be back this soon. I still hope she can walk around and see things for a while. After all, she hasn't set foot outside this place in over ten years...'
Lilia kept reassuring herself, trying to suppress the unease in her heart.
Time passed with agonizing slowness, every second a torment.
Before she knew it, Lilia had fallen asleep.
When she woke again, four hours had passed.
Hou Xiaobei hadn't returned!
