In the luxurious princess room, the pink crystal chandelier shone brightly, and Laura Summers' room was fully lit.
She closed the doors and windows, turned on all the lights she could, and curled up in her quilt, shivering by herself.
She saw a dead person...
The man who fell down did not move, and then... Purple Summers also died.
Purple Summers' death was mysterious, as if she was possessed! ...Yes, possessed! Purple Summers must have been haunted! She was killed by a ghost!
As Laura thought about this, her heart trembled wildly, and her pale face pulled the quilt tighter.
Dead... they're all dead...
She was just a sixteen-year-old girl after all, even if she was a bit sinister, mean, and arrogant, she had never seen a dead person before.
The accident terrified Laura, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Since dropping out of school and staying at home, Laura had been secretly plotting to harm Purple Summers,