"Do you want to know the mysteries of Panacea?" whispered an eerie mysterious voice.
"If you want to know then, you must pay a heavy price!"
"A... heavy... price..!" said the voice in a whisper, slowly fading.
Zyda jolted from her slumber, her forehead sweating profusely. She looked at the window, it was still night with the moon slowly hiding behind the thick cotton-like clouds.
A red screen popped in front of her, Zyda sleepily rubbed her eyes. She perused the notification. Zyda thought it was a dream and pulled the bedsheet to cover her head. Just when her head landed on the pillow a voice came into her mind.
Zyda briskly opened her eyes, and sleepily muttered, "Accept!"
Zyda quickly sat up on her bed and thought out loud, "Rolam's in trouble!"
