"What are you doing!?"
"I just gave you a bit of life energy and managed to pull you out of your subconscious," Leonard answered his question with an innocent expression. "I am grateful that Grandma is here."
"Grandma?"
Fernando's eyebrows shot up, looking around his bedroom. But he did not see any sign of the presence of an old woman in his room.
"My grandmother's spirit, I mean," replied Leonard again, innocently. The man's hand then went to the man's left side. "Maybe you can't see her, but she is here. In the form of a spirit."
"Huh?!" Fernando cried, panicked. "D-do you mean, th-there are ghosts in-my room!?"
Fernando's hands immediately pulled the blanket and wrapped himself in a blanket. In addition to failure, there is one more thing that can frighten him to death: ghosts.
