It took me a while before I got out of the blanket earlier. Killan did well on giving me a hard time going out of bed. But he’s dumb for not locking the back door of his house. I’m sure his servants and guards have been looking for me by now.
But what I didn’t expect was when I got back here.
“Oh my God! What is going on here?” Words that were almost impossible to come out of my mouth as I was enunciating my disbelief.
The scene in front became a total opposite while I was here earlier.
The Centerfield was foggy. Maybe it was caused by a fire. But nothing was burning. Perhaps it came from an unknown thing that I still couldn’t make out. The chairs were hardly to notice as they’re all over the place, broken into pieces. The decorations were on the ground. There were debris scattered an
