Isle looked at where her friend disappeared to, sighing as she thought of how chicken her friend is despite insisting to come down the living room in the middle of the night just so she could learn who would be her fated partner for all eternity. She turned her head to the window when another set of cold breeze entered. She took a step forward to see what’s causing the noise and she couldn’t help but let out a faint chuckle when a she saw a branch of the willow tree a few feet away from the window is being swayed by the cold wind from the mountains.
Isle shook her head, she turned to the doorway and saw that the slow creaking sound they were hearing earlier was just the rattan chair in the front porch and the tall creepy shadow of what seems to be a monster is just the scarecrow from the
