North Brook District, 21:08, the weather turned overcast.
In the first-floor reception room, where Du Wei's taxidermied display case was hung up on the same wall as the Antique Clock.
From the position of the sofa, one just had to look up to meet Annabelle's gaze directly.
Meanwhile, in the second-floor washroom.
Having finished his ablutions, Du Wei changed his clothes and stepped out.
Of course, the silver crucifix dagger he had received from Andrew Dowqui was always kept close to his body.
Although this item seemed somewhat superfluous to Du Wei, at times it indeed proved to have unexpected effects.
Before returning to his bedroom, Du Wei paused, turning his head to glance downstairs.
Great swathes of shadow obscured the view below, with only the mechanical and highly regular sound of ticking... the rotation of the minute hand, heard.
But...
Still, no anomalies occurred.
Du Wei hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door and entered the bedroom.
