"Sis, can we please not bring up things we don't want to talk about..." Klein thought to himself, feeling a throbbing headache return.
The original owner had forgotten a fair amount of knowledge, and with his interview the day after tomorrow, there was no time to catch up...
Besides, he was involved in a bizarre and terrifying event; how could he possibly be in the mood for "reviewing"?
After giving his sister a few perfunctory replies, Klein began to pretend to read. Melissa moved a chair over and sat beside him, doing her homework by the light of the gas lamp.
The atmosphere was peaceful and quiet. Around eleven o'clock, the siblings said goodnight to each other and went to bed.
Knock!
Knock knock!
A knock on the door woke Klein from his dream.
He glanced at the dawn outside the
