10:50.
When Mrs. Mina mentioned that she had dreamt about herself,
Du Wei put down his pencil, ceasing his writing on the paper.
Sitting across from him, Mrs. Mina's complexion turned exceptionally ghastly, her eyes glazed and limbs shaking uncontrollably, as if afflicted by some sort of illness.
Du Wei knew this was a natural reaction when faced with a terrifying fragment of experience.
Thus, he spoke calmly, "Please stay calm, Mrs. Mina, otherwise our conversation may not proceed normally, and besides, you wouldn't want to frighten your child, would you?"
As his words reached the air, Du Wei glanced at the blonde little girl who kept her head down, silent. For some reason, he always felt that this little girl was eerily calm.
Unnaturally so, for a child of her age.
After a moment's thought, Du Wei entered into the state of Spirit Vision.
Before his eyes,
wisps of ethereal black spider silk-like things still clung around Mrs. Mina; of course, they were illusory.
