Minutes passed, Lusia still heard the casual chatter of people outside who were ready to carry out the ritual that killed her.
Lucia felt her heart keep beating fast. There is a sense of regret why he has rushed home from Bali. But the experience of being trapped in a cursed forest had taught him not to maintain excessive panic under any circumstances.
Some of the people sounded dissented, I don't know what they were arguing about, Lusia didn't really hear their conversation.
His eyes glanced again at the glass coffin beside him. When his gaze fell on the broken glass on the surface of the glass case, his lips curved into a smile. He saw an opportunity to untie his hands, although he did not guarantee whether he would escape the captivity or not.
Turning anxiously towards the closed do
