The deafening sound of knocking on the door awoke Forsythia Brown from her sleep.
She rubbed her forehead.
As she opened her groggy eyes and looked around the room, her consciousness shifted from fuzzy to clear.
It was daylight.
She quickly turned over and looked to one side: Where was Gem Atkinson?
The thunderous knocking came from outside the door again.
Had the plea for help finally arrived?
Otherwise, why would the knocking be so urgent?
With this in mind, Forsythia Brown hurriedly jumped out of bed, accidentally knocking over the camera without noticing. She simply grabbed her coat and put it on, then rushed out of the room, through the living room, and flung open the door.
Outside the door, everyone's eyes suddenly widened. Among them, a beautiful woman with a warm smile on her face seemed most shocked; she clutched her chest and stumbled back three steps, finally steadying herself with the help of Harlan Palmer.
Forsythia Brown was also dumbfounded.
