"Dorothea?" Sia was a little confused. She pondered for a while before asking hesitantly, "Is that your name?"
The mist on the mirror gradually dissipated, and the water gently slid down, leaving no trace of what had just happened.
Like a dream-no, I'm in a dream right now.
Sia couldn't help thinking.
She continued to wait quietly. This was the only useful thing she had learned in life-when you were insignificant enough, it was best to be patient enough, too.
A long time passed without any more writing appearing on the mirror, yet her figure did not change back into her scrawny self.
Sia tentatively called out, but there was no response. The being named "Dorothea" no longer answered her.
For a moment, Sia felt lost, unsure what to do.
"Right, Xiao is here. I'll go ask him. Maybe I'll run into Maeve, too."
After all, this was a Communion base, a sanctuary in the Dream World. Surely someone could answer her questions.
That being hadn't erased her consciousness. Perhaps she could still survive.
She knew nothing about the world of the Supernatural and could only speculate from chaotic, fragmented information.
Sia lifted her skirts and left the Washroom, making her way down the corridor.
The hall where Xiao gave his lessons wasn't far away. She soon reached it and hurriedly pushed open the door.
"Mr. Xiao, something strange happened to me!"
She called out as she entered.
But her footsteps soon halted-the room was empty.
It was completely deserted, without a single person inside. Some neatly arranged documents still lay on the desk. Sia looked down and found that they were all Communion lesson and personnel records.
She hadn't come to the wrong place. It was as though Xiao had been here a moment ago, yet now he was