The commotion was so loud that it naturally caught the girl's parents' attention.
They hurried into the room and saw the notebook lying on the floor.
"Sweetie?" the girl's mother called.
"I'm here... I'm right here!" The girl looked at her parents through tear-filled eyes.
I was the only one in the room who could see her.
Fear showed on the girl's father's face, while her mother's expression was a mix of despair and hope. Her father pulled her mother outside.
"Sweetie's in there!"
"How could our daughter..."
I didn't hear the rest of their conversation. Before long, I heard the door open and close. It seemed they had gone out.
The girl crouched despondently on the floor. "Why... why?"
No one could answer her question.
But a chill ran through me.
I didn't know the answer, but I had a guess.
Perhaps this was the state Greenleaf's people had described—the condition people were in for a while after they died. They existed in the world as souls, but weren't ghosts and hadn't gone to be reincarnated. They could barely affect the world of the living, and only people like Gu Mo, with his abilities, could detect them.
The girl was undoubtedly unusual. She wasn't dead yet; her body was still alive. Nor was she completely incapable of doing anything, or in a state of total confusion. She was conscious and could move, but her actions were severely restricted.
She couldn't communicate with the living in any way or show them that she was there. Yet she could still do certain things.
This had to be an exceptionally unusual state.
I didn't know how it had come about or whether it was an isolated case, but surely it wasn't a stroke of luck for the girl. It must have been