The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. Yujun, or Zhang Haoran as he was known in this world, stirred from his slumber, blinking away the remnants of a peculiar dream. He had allowed himself a rare indulgence the previous night, immersing in horror movies to fill the void left by the absence of certain emotions.
As he replayed the events in his mind, a wry smile tugged at the corners of his lips. The initial thrill had faded into boredom, and the sudden power outage had been the unexpected catalyst for his meeting with Wanda. Her entrance had been nothing short of dramatic, a fitting manifestation of her mischievous nature.
The memory of that chilling encounter brought a shiver down Yujun's spine, a testament to the effectiveness of Wanda's ghostly transformation. In the end, he had to turn her into a nightlight just to find solace in sleep.
