Chapter 352

Gourd Babies? Claire glanced to the side. There was just a pot of green vines next to her, and beyond that, the door and hallway. Where on earth would gourd babies be coming from... Wait, no—there's no way. Absolutely impossible. Something seriously wrong was going on. She quickly turned back toward Olivia—her eyes were wide open, fixed on something ahead like she was… sleepwalking? Was she asleep? Dreamwalking? But Olivia never had sleepwalking issues. Claire didn’t dare act rashly. She slowly waved her hand in front of Olivia’s face to test her response. Olivia grabbed her hand immediately. “I can’t see them anymore.” Claire: ...Okay, definitely not sleepwalking. Then what? Possessed? She carefully asked, “Can’t see what?” Olivia’s expression softened as she pointed into thin air, her face full of wonder. “You don’t see them? They’re dancing.” Claire: “...Dancing. The gourd babies are dancing.” Amazing. Olivia: “Yeah, doing this leg-sweeping move.” Claire: “...Ah. Cool, cool. A dance