"If you can hear us… We are… Innocent… Please do not… tell anyone else… signal weaken… Help us… Symbol…" In that moment of twilight, Gu Jun heard the mysterious signal again. It belonged to a party different from the girls. The symbol of the split cross returned. Gu Jun spotted it on the watercolor drifting through the air. A split cross was embossed on the watercolor and it was glowing strangely… An inspiration surged through his mind and he was reminded of what the woman said earlier.
'I am very precious now? After consuming me, she can arrive at this world in her real form? But why now? Is it because of this? I can receive signals other people cannot? Because my mental and physical state is unique from others? Perhaps we got it all wrong. The headache is not an evasive symptom from PTSD but a side effect from this special state I'm in…' The longer he stared at the symbol, the stronger the inspiration.
