Under a sky darker than black, Samantha slowly walked over a field of glowing flowers.
“It’s this dream again,” Samantha muttered as a familiar scene appeared in front of her.
The Twilight Witch, who held the life and death of dozens of young ladies, smiled as she looked at the bed.
There, a handsome young man lay with his arms and legs tied to the corners of the bed with chains, preventing him from escaping.
The Witch of Twilight held a young lady, holding her hostage to threaten Ethan, whom she had subdued not long ago.
That young lady was none other than Samantha, who couldn’t defy her captor.
“I have many questions, but since you look like you won’t cooperate, I guess I’ll ask Samantha instead,” the Twilight Witch, Sofia, said with a smile.
She then forcefully held the side of the young lady’s face and forced her to look straight in her eyes.