The door was unlocked, and she came to the stairway easily. As she was walking down, she heard someone talking and listening to more than one person.

She can't go downstairs anymore. She returns the same way and wants to find a breakthrough in another room. There is nothing in the other rooms. It's normal.

Just as she was so anxious, there was a voice at the top of the stairs, which could be heard by more than one person from the footsteps, and the familiar sandalwood odor could be faintly smelled.

She ran back into the room, thinking of random changes, and she was always calming herself and telling...