My towel slipped dangerously as my hand flew to my mouth, desperate to stifle the scream that surged within me. Luckily for me, I was fast enough to still grab hold of the towel before it totally got loose or revealed my body. For a split second, I stood there, frozen, my heart hammering in my chest. I was slightly frightened by what I was seeing. The room, which I had left empty only moments ago, now had two figures standing rigidly in its center.
The two maids stood with such unnatural stillness that it felt almost like a scene from a horror film. Their faces were expressionless, their bodies upright as though an invisible force held them in place. They weren’t just standing there, they were staring at me, their gazes locked onto mine as if they had been waiting, anticipating my emergen
