"Vione, what do you think? Do you feel the strangeness as I do?"
For a moment, Vione was silent as Usher expressed his suspicions. She said nothing and seemed to become a statue. Even for a moment, her gaze seemed empty.
Usher narrowed his eyes. He waited a moment, hoping Vione would respond to his words, but she didn't. After five minutes, Vione remained silent.
"Vione?" Usher called with a furrowed brow. He touched Vione's shoulder gently. "Are you listening to me?"
Vione flinched slightly. She blinked several times before finally focusing on his eyes. Then she nodded. "Uh-oh, yes, Usher. O-of course I heard what you said earlier."
Vione's behavior puzzled Usher. The furrows in his forehead deepened. "What is it?" Usher asked later, watching Vione's condition. "Is something wrong? Y
