Just as Diana’s face was about to become visible to the photographer, who had been able to capture a bunch of pictures of her forehead, her shadow immediately disappeared, vanishing from his vision within the glimpse of a second.
He grunted, feeling defeated as Diana vanished suddenly and all he could get were the pictures of her head.
Annoyed, he craned his neck out of the window, extending her body out, projecting towards the left corner of the roof, in to the direction where he had last spotted a visibly floating head, hoping that it would be the person who was definitely a woman that had entered the mansion a night ago.
He waited for about two minutes, hoping that the shadow would appear again or at least the floating forehead would show up but much to his disappointment, nothing mo
