"Ah-Don't come over! Don't come over!"
All the lights in the room were turned on.
Annie huddled up in Ciara's arms. Ciara patted her gently on the back, heaving a sigh.
"Silly girl, it's nothing serious. Look carefully. That's just the curtain. You didn't close the window when sleeping, so the wind has blown the sheer curtain. The hands you mentioned were just the sheer curtain."
As Ciara spoke, she asked Annie to take a look herself.
Annie looked over carefully for a while, only to find that the ghost that she mistook was truly the sheer curtain.
She breathed a deep sigh of relief.
"Did I really have an illusion?"
"You must be quite stressful recently."
In fact, Ciare felt quite speechless when she saw how Annie was frightened by a curtain at the midnight and woke up everyone in the house.
However, looking at Annie's's pale face, she didn't have the heart to blame her.