None of them had noticed that when Qiao Ning snatched the puppet, the doll that should have been lying on the bed was instead standing on its edge, as if about to jump down. And when the puppet caught fire, it began to screech and squeal, writhing in the flames before leaping frantically all over the room, like a mouse caught in a trap.
But the sight was more than enough to stun the three young people. Who could have possibly imagined the puppet was alive!
An unprecedented terror descended upon them like an invisible mountain, pinning them in place. Stupefied, they could only stare blankly at the charred, blackened puppet as it continued to struggle madly.
In the end, it was Dai Xiaoqing who reacted first. With a scream, she grabbed Qiao Ning and made a break for it. It was then that Zhang Yalin finally understood: compared to her so-called love, her own life was what truly mattered.
The three of them fled toward the exit in a panic.
