As the rainy season came to a halt, Shenhou City officially entered the height of summer.
The height of summer in Shenhou City boasted a distinct duet, created by the chirping of birds and buzzing of cicadas due to over-greening, and the humming of air conditioning units from overly tall buildings.
Of course, once you closed the double-glazed windows, those sounds would also be gone.
But the duet inside the room was not so easy to shut out.
"Return my eyes~~~ return my~~~ eyes~~~ return~~ my~~ eyes~~~"
"Return my witchcraft~~~ return my~~~ witchcraft~~~ return~~ my~~ witchcraft~~~"
One voice was low and sinister, the other crazed and twisted.
One voice was a hoarse bass, the other a shrill soprano.
Winding and turning, over and over again.
When Lin An woke up, the bloodied Ugly Head on the dining table was competing with the Weeble Wobble clown face in the mirror; perhaps they had been at it all night.
