Chapter 605

"Before you moved to Black Pine Town, had you experienced anything like this?"

"No... absolutely not."

Melinda shook her head. "You can laugh at me, but I've always been timid. If anything like that had happened, I'd remember it."

"Normally, your family would be the first people you'd turn to. But in your account, your husband has barely come up."

"My husband is starting a business. It hasn't been going well, and he's been working hard.

He's a staunch atheist. He thinks I'm hallucinating because I can't adjust to the new environment, and he told me to see a therapist."

Melinda continued, "And strangely enough, whenever my husband is home, everything is normal."

She gave a bitter smile. "Sometimes I wonder if I really have gone mad."

Geralt shook his head. "No.

Mrs. Melinda, on my professional judgment, I assure you that you aren't mad.

Something is happening in your home that science can't explain for now.

That's my first assessment."

"From your description, I can tell how cunning it is—or how cunning they are. But those tricks show it isn't strong enough to hurt you or your family directly.

Everything it's done so far has been meant to wear down your will, break you, drive you to despair, and then strike when you're vulnerable."

"Is that true?"

"It is."

Geralt looked at Melinda encouragingly. "Mrs. Melinda, as long as your will stays strong, it's the weak one."

Hope gradually rose in Melinda's heart. "What exactly is it?"

"We usually call such things Weird Monsters or Malevolent Entities. As for the exact type, I can't responsibly determine that from a brief description."

"Did you call the police?"

Geralt asked.

Melinda nodded, then smiled bitterly. "I was lucky they didn't treat me like a madwoman."

Ordinary police officers wouldn't have helped.