Early in the morning, Thea sat broodingly on the balcony of her room. She didn't sleep well last night. Several times, she began to sense abnormality and discomfort in her subconscious. She is always drawn into the same dream as if she were to complete everything she has seen.
At first, Thea felt her dreams felt normal. She just watched a family enjoying breakfast. The two older people, neatly dressed men, seemed to be busy with their newspapers instead of eating a sandwich made by a middle-aged servant. While the oldest, the brown-haired boy, was busy tidying the collar of his oversized uniform while occasionally spotting a sandwich in his mouth. And the little sister, staring at her long, messy red hair. The little girl sometimes called out to her mother, who persistently ignored her calling.
