Edward woke up the following day feeling more energetic. He sat on his bed for a while, clasping his two palms together, praying to Buddha. Edward always chants some incantations every morning to pray to Buddha. It was one of what he learned from his late master.
Suddenly, he remembered his failed experiment that happened the day before and began to feel sad. Not that it completely failed. At least, Philip didn't die like other teenagers, which gave Edward assurance that he was a bit closer to his success.
A cold breeze blew into his room. His instinct informed him that something was wrong somewhere and being someone that always takes note of little changes, he stopped his prayer and went outside.
He stared around but couldn't find anything. Since he wasn't doing anything, he decided
