Night. Faye’s room.
As a wave of intense drowsiness washed over her, Faye immediately pinched her palm, quickly retrieved the handkerchief placed beside her pillow, and vigilantly looked towards the door. She was a light sleeper; if such potent drowsiness suddenly appeared, it meant someone was drugging her. Faye gently opened the drawer, took out her pillbox, swallowed a pill, and lay back on the bed, waiting for their next move.
After a few minutes, the door opened, and Faye promptly closed her eyes. She listened intently to the footsteps.
One, two, three...
Eight in total.
They really thought highly of her, Faye scoffed inwardly.
When the last person entered, she heard the door click shut. Then, they tentatively approached her.
“She’s asleep, right?”
“Of course, this stuff can k
