When she asked the important questions, the pig-headed monster just lowered its head and wouldn't say a word.
Then it had hastily run away.
Wen Ying looked at the old castle. Under the darkening sky, it grew even more gloomy.
She walked toward the castle's entrance. Unlike before, the door wasn't closed.
The two doors were open, as if leading into some abyss, the blackness within growing ever deeper.
Standing outside, it was impossible to see what was inside.
Wen Ying took a step and walked right through the doorway.
Instantly, the surrounding darkness seemed to swallow her whole.
The next instant, she was surrounded by light.
It was as if she had entered another world.
"Are you a new caregiver or a patient?" The voice was strangely dry and withered, and its cadence wasn't that of a normal person.
Wen Ying looked toward the source of the voice. Perched on a piece of wooden furniture was a black cat.
Its eyes stared at Wen Ying like a pair of eerie specters.
