The creak of the bed was even more terrifying than the door opening.
"Mommy!" Ethan Grant was so frightened that he couldn't care about propriety, wrapping his arms around Annie Lin's waist and sinking to his knees.
Squatting alone by the bed, Sophia Snow felt utterly insecure. Relying on her memory, she groped in the darkness, crouching low to find Annie's location, but ended up touching a man's arm.
"Ah!!!" Sophia thought an NPC had appeared and couldn't help herself—she slapped repeatedly.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me! It's me!" Ethan recognized Sophia's voice and quickly begged for mercy.
"You scared me to death! Why are you hugging a girl?!" Sophia patted her chest, her heart still pounding wildly.
"In a place this terrifying, who cares about boys and girls?" Ethan felt a bit embarrassed, released Annie, and stood up from the ground.
"Could you... lend me your arm to hold for a while?" Sophia asked Annie tentatively.