139 A Killing Intent

When Lin Sanjiu stepped on the first stairstep, she felt as if she was about to enter another story. Her vision blurred for a second but when she composed herself and looked down, she was still standing on the stairs covered with a thick carpet. [Am I paranoid?] A shred of doubt flashed across Lin Sanjiu’s mind. She held on to Lila’s wrist and pulled her upstairs without giving her time to speak.

She hurried past the portraits and rushed in front of the mirror. Lin Sanjiu stopped suddenly and Lila nearly bumped into her back.

"Hey," Lin Sanjiu cleared her dry throat and gestured to the mirror with her chin, "Where is this mirror from?" She spoke extremely fast, afraid that she would be sent to another story any second later.

Lila looked at the mirror as directed by Lin Sanjiu, Lila’s expression lightened, her fear and confusion visibly lessened when she replied, "This is mine!"

"Huh?" Lin Sanjiu turned to her.