"Strange."
Miranda sat on the coffin.
The marble sculpture in the corner quietly opened its eyes.
There was something rustling in my ears.
In the center of the dusty small square table was an upside-down silver-white mask, still shaking. The bright piano played soft music.
"Wake up quickly."
The cry of wolves came from the mountains, white wind and sand blew into the window, and the golden pocket watch began to move.
Miranda opened the door and walked into another room.
The coffin lid slid aside.
Comprehensive night interview, opera, Alice, etc. CP maybe Lestat
There are no updates every day, and corpses can be deceived at any time. This is a series for the rest of my life.
Not a trap.