C187 CHAPTER 187

A nocturnal visitor? Intriguing. As he swung open the door, a figure crumpled inward. Christopher gave a cursory glance outside and noticed that the lawn grass had surged in growth, now brushing against his ankles. Just that morning, it had only reached his feet. In a single day, it had experienced such a spurt!

Shutting the door, he turned his attention to the visitor. It was Henrietta Reed