You're here?!

The clock has struck twelve at the midnight yet she can't help but roam around in the living room, waiting for Eric to arrive soon. 

Her dress had been changed with improvised new clothes. All the injuries have been treated well and she looks ready to return to her slumber, yet she can't.

It's hard to sleep with the worry that he left angrily because of her. 'What if he has abandoned me here and gone back to his world?! No, he loves me. He won't do that. 

...But what if this morning has changed his mind and now he longer wishes me to be with him?!'

The sound of the clock ticking got her best in the moment of anxiety. It was his absence that made her realise how powerless she was in this house, despite the contract she made with it's owner. She had underestimated the power of words and now she have no choice but to somehow manage in this giant house.