C544 I Want to Have a Nightmare.

Everything was quiet in the middle of the night.

Lyda lay on the bed with her eyes closed. She could even hear the sound of footsteps approaching from the window.

Under the blanket, she nervously grabbed the woman's arm and her eyelashes trembled.

The person who came stood in front of their bed for a while, as if he was secretly sizing them up.

After a few minutes