Levis.
In a beautifully maintained estate, filled with black tulips.
"Ah!"
With a scream, in a certain room, on a velvet bed, a little girl in pajamas screamed and awoke, "Dad... I..."
She quickly got out of bed and went to another secret room.
In the secret room, candles were lit in the four corners, and a dog-headed man lay on the ground, with some ritual items scattered around.
No, that wasn't a 'dog-headed man,' but a middle-aged man wearing black dog skin.
"Dad..."
A-Ying looked at her father Carl, quickly went forward, and took out a silver bottle filled with mystical liquid.
A pungent smell wafted through, making it hard not to frown.
Carl's eyelids twitched violently, and he suddenly sneezed and woke up, "I..."
"Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."
A-Ying's voice was laced with sobs.
"I'm fine... or rather... I've never felt better."
