She opened her eyes and glanced to her side; her son was still fast asleep. She was eager to find the source of the sound, and in the next instant, she saw a shadowy figure standing by the window.
The shadow had its back to her, repeatedly murmuring, "Where is it?"
"Who are you?" Tian Sangsang threw back the covers. She couldn't help but be drawn to that voice—it was gloomy and menacing, yet she felt an inexplicable pull she couldn't resist.
"What thing?" She got out of bed, slowly approaching him.
"What do you think?" He turned around slowly, revealing an utterly horrifying face!
That face—it wasn't a face at all!
"Ah!!" Accompanied by a piercing scream, Tian Sangsang jolted awake from her nightmare. She gasped for air in terror, beads of sweat breaking out on her forehead. "Ugh!" Her stomach churned; she sat up, covering her mouth and dry-heaving a few times.
