Raven tiptoed downstairs.
It was already late at night. Not long ago, the light in Schiller's bedroom had gone completely dark, which meant the professor had gone to bed. Raven wanted to check the refrigerator.
The strange events of the day were still fresh in her mind. She did not believe they had been hallucinations. Having controlled violent power for so long had made her extremely sensitive to such things. There was definitely something wrong with the bottom section of the refrigerator, and she had to investigate.
Raven knew that the professor had many secrets, and blindly prying into them would be impolite. But if this had anything to do with demons, then she could not ignore it. This could very well be one of Trigon's schemes.
Raven had known for a long time that her father would descend upon this world sooner or later. He would do everything he could to beguile everyone, making them believe they were doing the right thing, but in the end, it would only bring disaster to Earth.
Raven could not fully trust anyone around her, because her powerful and evil father might be lurking behind them, watching her, observing her, demanding that she fulfill her duties as his daughter.
I will never accept any of this, Raven thought. She still had to go to school, work for the moving company, and go shopping. No one could destroy all of that.
She went down the stairs and entered the kitchen. When she reached the refrigerator, Raven hesitated, because it looked far too ordinary.
She had searched through the refrigerated section several times before and found nothing unusual. Surely a demon portal could not be limited to the freezer section? Did demons have some peculiar preference for colder places?
Filled with doubt, Raven reached out