(Six Months Later, Dawn Village, Arcelia)
'Knock! Knock!'
It was almost midnight when Mable heard a soft knock at the wooden door of her little house.
She was already on the bed, half-asleep. But, hearing the soft knock, she looked up, opening her sleepy eyes. But, even after listening carefully for a few seconds, when she didn't hear any knock again, she just closed her eyes.
Yawning sleepily, Mable mumbled under her breath, "Is there someone outside! Maybe, not… I guess, it is just the wind."
'Knock! Knock!'
The knocking was louder than before and impatient too. It was clear that someone was knocking at the door.
A shadow of terror darkened the glamorous face of that middle-aged lady. She was almost in her early forties but her beauty could be easily compared with any young lady of Blossom brothel.
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