Handprint on the Shoulder

At this moment, the door opened with a bang. Dong, dong, dong. It seemed like a child had run over.

The girl's scalp was about to explode. She felt that she was going to die today. At this moment, the voice in her ear disappeared, and the cold feeling dissipated. The girl's stiff fingers trembled, and she felt like she was alive again, but she did not dare to look back.

"Miss." A young voice said, "It's me…" Right on the heels of that, a small hand reached out to the girl. The girl couldn't hold it in anymore and screamed in horror. She jumped off the bed and fell to the foot of the wall with the blanket. "No, don't come over…" Her eyes were filled with fear, and her face was pale.

Amelia took out a Requiem Talisman and stuck it to the girl's forehead. She even blew on it. "Little Miss, don't be afraid. I'll blow for you…"