The watcher had mostly night shifts, and he could often hear some weird noises coming from inside the mansion. At midnight, he could see a figure standing behind the curtained window on the second floor, and they would stay there until dawn. But that night, things were curiously different.
"The sky on that night was particularly dark. Even after night fell, the howling of the wind had never stopped. Like usual, I set up my post not far from the house and would occasionally turn to see Mr. Chandler standing behind the window at the second floor. But that night, the mansion doors were pushed open, and it was Mr. Chandler who walked out. As my eyes flitted upward, I noticed the figure whom I thought to be Mr. Chandler was still standing there… But that was impossible. Half a month ago, the guards had swept the entire mansion. There shouldn't be any other person in the house other than Mr. Chandler himself.
