Nightmare?
The images suddenly became clearer in He Zhilan's mind.
It was a three-story western-style house, she in a small western dress, alone, gazing at the quiet house, sneakily tiptoeing to open the iron gate, looking at the bustling street; she was extremely happy, feeling lonely at home by herself, wanting to find a friend to accompany each other, to share her snacks and toys, even her pretty little dresses.
She walked joyfully along the road, the street teeming with people, each seemingly busy with their own thing, when suddenly a kitten caught her attention, utterly adorable, she really liked it.
So, she followed the kitten, chasing it to places even she didn't recognize.
The surroundings were unfamiliar, she didn't remember ever being in such a place, with dilapidated low houses around, and people quarreling in the alley, each shout fiercer than the last, she was scared.
