Dr. Morgan Visits Whateley's Mansion

On June 18th, Hope tried all day but still couldn't find a way to bypass the Transparent Monster and leave.

In the afternoon, on the other side.

Dr. Morgan prepared all the necessary medications for Jack, which would continue to stabilize Robert Orn's condition while he was away.

A black mini-truck drove toward Dunwich.

Halfway through the journey, Elizabeth and Dr. Morgan talked for a long time.

Elizabeth told Dr. Morgan something that shocked him.

Hope — Wilbur —a transparent Monster —and the the Whateley family's sacrificial plan.

The small truck did not stop at Old Williams House as originally planned, but arrived at the Whateley House in the evening.

Dr. Morgan in the car had a tense expression.

He left Elizabeth at Old Williams House and came here alone.

They came to see Nancy, and also to see Hope Love.

His muscles were slightly tense beneath his casual clothes, but to avoid being noticed, he took a few deep breaths and regained his composure.

He knocked on the Whateley House's door, and a middle-aged woman with albinism Door Opening.

"I'm looking for Mr. Wilbur," said Dr. Morgan.

"No, he's not here," Lavinia replied, shrinking back.

"Not here?" Dr. Morgan frowned. Seeing the woman's fear, he forced himself to adopt the gentlest expression possible to soothe her. "Could you tell me how long he's been gone?"

"A few hours," Lavinia said. "I don't know exactly how many hours, but he came back once around noon."

"You came back once at noon—when was the last time you left?"

Two days ago.

Dr. Morgan paused the conversation and began to introduce himself, saying that he was a professor at Miskatonic University and had come to ask Mr. Wilbur a few questions on someone's recommendation.

He tried to make his language as harmless as possible towards Wilbur in order to lower Wilbur's guard.

He was somewhat disappointed to find that no matter what he said, the other party had no intention of inviting him into the house to sit for a while.

"I was unaware of your relationship with Mr. Wilbur," Dr. Morgan concluded.

"I am his mother," Lavinia replied.

She suddenly took something out of her pocket and put it in her mouth.

Although she tried to avoid Dr. Morgan, he still saw clearly – they were just a few crumbs of bread.

The doctor remembered the dinner he had bought in advance.

The several cold bread rolls with butter and sausage were still in his car.

A few minutes later.

Lavinia and Dr. Morgan enjoyed lunch together at the Whateley House's house.

Dr. Morgan, who provided lunch, didn't even get a cup of coffee.

Dr. Morgan ate only a few bites as a token gesture, while Lavinia wolfed down her food.

Once Lavinia slowed her eating, Dr. Morgan finally asked again, "Do you know when Wilbur will be back?"

Lavinia shook her head.

"Then—do you know if he was accompanied by a woman?"

Lavinia swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty and nodded.

"Blonde hair?"

"Hmm." Lavinia stared at the remaining two loaves of bread.

"If you don't mind, you might as well have them as a late-night snack," Dr. Morgan said immediately.

"I don't eat late-night snacks," Lavinia said.

She picked up two loaves of bread, offered no explanation to Dr. Morgan, and slowly walked up the stairs.

Dr. Morgan watched her retreating figure.

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not follow.

Caution prevailed over curiosity.

When Lavinia came downstairs, Dr. Morgan didn't ask her what she had been doing, but continued the previous topic, "That's a student at our school," Dr. Morgan said.

Although he was worried about Nancy Wagner's safety, he didn't show it, instead saying, "I heard Wilbur and she were on good terms, and now it seems that's true."

This is to further strengthen the relationship between the two.

Lavinia listened quietly, without answering.

Her silence made Dr. Morgan feel a little uneasy, but he remained calm and changed the subject. "Actually, I have some troublesome and urgent academic problems, so I am eager to see Mr. Wilbur."

"So, if you could, could you tell me where Wilbur went? I'd like to try and find him."

That's obviously a lie.

However, at the same time, several folk questions that he had encountered while studying herbs began to surface in Dr. Morgan's mind.

He quickly chose the most suitable one: a folk tale related to Dunwich, which was the perfect reason to seek out Wilbur, the folklorist.

He didn't directly say that he was there to see Nancy because he and Nancy weren't acquainted.

Nancy might tell Wilbur this news, thus arousing Wilbur's suspicion.

Lavinia remained silent for so long that Dr. Morgan began to get nervous. Suddenly, she blinked, as if she had just snapped out of her daze, and asked Dr. Morgan what she had just said.

She hummed a few lines of an unknown melody, then pointed out the window.

Morgan looked in the direction he was pointing; there was a mountain in the distance, though it was blurry.

On that mountain?

Lavinia nodded.

Dr. Morgan did not immediately head towards Sentinel Hill. After returning to his small truck, he quietly observed the windows on the second floor of the Whateley House's house, his gaze sweeping over the wooden panels of each window.

He took out a small telescope from under his seat, and a closer look quickly revealed some differences between the windows.

--The wooden planks on one of the windows were newly installed because only the nails there were not rusted.

According to Elizabeth's description, that should be Hope's room.

Suddenly, Dr. Morgan heard a faint sound, like tapping on a wooden board.

Before he could listen carefully, the sound disappeared, and a white note floated out from the crack in the wooden planks of the window he was observing.

note----

Dr. Morgan got out of the car, and after taking only two steps, a new, larger piece of paper fluttered down from the window.

There was no wind, so the two slips of paper didn't land very far apart.

The doctor slightly deviated from his route, passing by the locations where the two notes had landed.

But he didn't pick up the notes; he simply trampled them into the dry grass.

He knocked on the Whateley House's door again, somewhat awkwardly asking Lavinia if he could use the toilet.

In the restroom, Dr. Morgan loosened and then retied one of his shoelaces.

The retied shoelaces were loose, with a small section lying on the ground.

When the professor passed by the two slips of paper again, he happened to step on the half of a shoelace that was lying on the ground.

After stumbling, his shoelaces came undone, and Dr. Morgan squatted down in annoyance, casually slipping the two slips of paper into his hand.

He returned to his car with the two slips of paper in his hand, but instead of opening them immediately, he started the small truck.

He deliberately made the small truck pass by a small house that looked like a storage room as he turned the corner.

Something resembling a curtain inside the house window caught his attention.

Someone lives there—I don't know.

Fearing suspicion, Dr. Morgan did not linger and drove towards Sentinel Hill.

"Relying on his inhuman Self-Being," he gripped the steering wheel with one hand and unfolded the two slips of paper with the other.