Chapter 202: Lost in the Dream

**Thelma Zane’s POV** It was the devil’s seal. At first, I felt a wave of excitement, believing we might have stumbled upon something significant. But that excitement quickly gave way to caution. There is no such thing as a free lunch, especially in situations fraught with danger and uncertainty. The woman who introduced herself as Mullwica was undeniably suspicious, and her very presence put me on edge. Frank, too, seemed wary as he recounted his experience. “Of course, I didn’t believe her,” he admitted. “I used the excuse of needing to recover to convince her to let me stay for a few days. During that time, I observed her closely. That’s when I began to notice her peculiar habits. “Every night, before going to bed, she would meticulously cover her head and body with layers of cloth, leaving only her neck exposed. It was such an odd practice that it reminded me of an old legend—the story of Mullwica being beheaded by her own son while she slept. “I decided to investiga