The weather was too chilly during the Qingming festival, compounded by the rain.
After returning from Willow Wave City, Jasmine Yale caught a cold.
Over the weekend, she took some cold medicine and lay drowsy and lethargic in bed.
Her mind grew foggy, and inappropriate things kept bouncing around in her head.
It was chaotic and she felt powerless.
One moment it was her mother's figure, the next it was Little Chale's face, then it transformed into Sylvan Cheney...
Shadows leapt one by one in her mind, and she rubbed her throbbing head.
A week after returning, Joe Heath still had not given her a definite answer.
He kept saying he hadn't found Kaine Zahir, and even Nancy Emmett and Kamila Zahir had disappeared.
Disappeared?
How could living people just vanish into thin air?
Had they left on their own, or had someone tampered with them?
Jasmine Yale couldn't tell.
