Fang Hong was slightly startled, then turned back. "Bystander? Miss Hilveld, did you see something?"
Hilveld's eyes, which were like shallow seas, reflected the lights in the hall, glowing faintly. She spoke with a hint of mystery, "The past reenacted, isn't that what the owner of this place wants us to see? The disaster that Dolifen once faced, the desperate recollections of those who lived through that catastrophe, lingering to form phantoms, become what we each see in our dreams."
Fang Hong pondered for a moment, finding some sense in this theory. But was everything they experienced in their dreams really what the ghosts of Dolifen had seen and heard? He couldn't help asking, "But there are exceptions, like Gita's dream, which was different from ours."
Only then did he describe Gita's dream.
