Just when Enna Clark almost let her guard down, the person urging restraint suddenly blurted out, "Don't you think the direction she's lying in is a bit off?"
"What's wrong with it? You need to care about the direction even when lying down in a heap? Isn't it just the southeast direction that affects feng shui?"
Unaffected by the mockery, the person continued in doubt, "Brother South, that's not what I mean. I'm saying, don't you think she's switched directions? Like, when we threw her in here earlier, I remember she was lying facing inward, but look now, her face is turned outward. Brother South, do you think this girl has woken up and is pretending to be unconscious to deceive us?"
Enna Clark's heart suddenly leaped to her throat.
She was done for, they had arrived in such haste that she hadn't noticed this small detail and had hurriedly returned to her position to lie down.
