Although tired for the day, Rion could not seem to fall asleep. He kept on turning on his bed, uenasy, sleepy but could not fall into slumber.
He did not know for sure of the reason why he was extra disturbed. Was it the box above the side table or simply the thought of that horrible existence near him? Or was it the thought about what it contained? Or was it the identity of the person behind those mystery packages?
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, but his eyes were still widely open without any sign of closing for the next few minutes, at least.
Augustus was not in the mansion, that was given and should be a known fact instead of a possibility at this point.
He was all alone, by himself. Once more. Uet again.
The silence in the mansion has turned to give him comfort than pa
