An Abnormal Silence

Rhode's eyes were filled with glimmers of satisfaction as he leaned against the window frame while gazing at the pitch-black, tranquil forest. He placed the piece of paper down and rubbed his forehead softly. At this moment, the door opened gradually and a petite figure walked in with a plate of food. "… Rhode… Dinner…"

"Thank you, Christie," Rhode smiled at the little girl as she placed the dish on his table and stroke her long hair gently. Got to say, the little girl's smooth hair felt superb to the touch and it also gave Rhode a peace of mind.

"… Rhode, when did you wake up?" Christie asked out of concern.

"About four hours ago. Don't worry, I'm fine," Rhode gazed at her worried expression and displayed a bitter smile.