On the following day, which was the morning of June 16th.
In the lush forest that surrounded the small town, occasional chirping of birds could be heard echoing back and forth. The cool breeze, carrying the fragrance of grass and flowers and a hint of moistness, knocked the dew drops off the leaves.
At the Black Mechanism branch, there stood a three-story small building. Around it were more than a dozen Mechanism commissioners dressed in grey uniforms, patrolling back and forth around the building. They were divided into four groups, covering every blind spot.
Inside the building, on the second floor.
The white curtains were open, gently billowing with the breeze. Near the window, a bed was placed where the sunlight gently fell, forming a warm golden area. At the head of the bed, a girl of exceptional appearance and temperament laid quietly, looking like a sleeping beauty. Both her frontal and side profiles were nearly perfect.
