"Xiao~~ Hong~~"
A trembling, hoarse ghostly voice pierced her eardrums. Pei Ye, who had just managed to muster a hint of drowsiness, turned over to face the window.
Through half-open, sleepy eyes, she watched a smoky black silhouette solidify from transparency into a figure draped in a black robe. The Soul-locking Chain bundled in his hand dragged across the floor, producing an eerie, bone-chilling sound. Behind him, a sinister wind howled, sending the curtains billowing to the sides and dropping the room's temperature by several degrees.
Sound asleep on the nightstand, the mute girl seemed to sense something. The limbs of the Paperman she possessed twitched twice.
"Xiao~~ Hong~~ Aren't you coming with me~~"
The black-robed figure slowly floated forward. The Soul-locking Chain dragging on the ground let out a loud CLINK CLANK.
As if accompanied by ominous background music, the dark figure gradually closed in on Pei Ye.
