Chapter 993


    Renee returned to the Carmine Pawnshop after destroying the tape thoroughly. She headed to bed


    with a heavy heart.


    She was especially restless for the entire night, with several dreams popping in her head during her


    slumber.


    In her dreams, Briar crawled out of the sea with messy hair, with her limbs dislocated and her bones


    prating through her flesh. She then cackled eerily, her facepletely drenched in blood.


    “Hahaha, Everheart, your days are numbered… I may not have been able topete against you


    when I was alive, but I can drag you down to hell with me as a ghost!” Briar screeched as her bloodied


    face inched closer to Renee, to the point she seemed to be hovering right above her.


    The suffocating pain consumed the woman’s chest. She flung her arms around in panic, screaming,


    “No! Don’te near me!”


    “Miss Ren! Miss Ren! Wake up! The sun is up!” Margaret worriedly held her hand, sitting by her bed.


    “Argh!” Renee felt like she was pulled out of an abyss as her eyes snapped open. Her heart was


    pounding rapidly in her chest.


    “Miss Ren, you look pale. Did you have a nightmare?”


    “Mhm.” Renee nodded, panting.


    Her nightmare was just too vivid, as she remembered how Briar’s gory face was right in front of hers


    and remembered just how despairful the sensation was. It felt like she was drowning.


    “It’s alright, you woke up…” Margaret patted her on the back, visibly concerned. “You must’ve been


    stressing yourself out, Miss Ren. That’s why you had a weird nightmare.”


    “I’ll make you a small scented bagter. It can help get rid of germs and reduce anxiety, so bring it


    around with you. Then you won’t get those nightmares anymore.”


    “Thanks, Margaret.” Renee took a deep sigh, then asked in a whisper. “Hey Margaret, do you think


    really evil ghosts exist in this world?”


    “Ah, I don’t know…” Margaret’s expression turned serious, reminiscing her past. “I’ve learned medicine


    from my grandfather, and I’ve seen a lot of weird stuff too. Traditional doctors usually believe in these


    things since life and death, when viewed from a medical standpoint, are great mysteries. So I can’t


    really say for sure…


    “Evil ghosts may exist in some other realm, a realm we can’t see or touch. Or maybe, its existence is a


    form of energy, a maic field. When the energy or maic field is too strong, it might affect our


    realm as well.


    “For example, Miss Ren, you don’t get nightmares back then. But you suddenly dreamed of something


    that was so scary that it woke you up in cold sweat. It is possible that you were affected by those types


    of negative energies. So it’s best to be more cautious,” Margaret exined, her cryptic message


    sending chills down Renee’s body.


    She gulped, carefully responding. “So you mean some kind of evil spirit with high negative energy


    might be attached to me?”


    “Hush hush! You shouldn’t say things like that! You’re a nice person, Miss Ren. It’s not like you


    offended or provoked anyone. So there’s no way you would encounter evil spirits!”


    Margaret was very superstitious, quickly nagging her like how most elderly would. After that, she got


    busy preparing the scented bag as promised.


    Renee looked towards the mirror at her dressing table, noticing her paleplexion. Briar Desrosiers,


    if you really are haunting me, I advise you to reincarnate soon, she thought as she clenched her fists.


    ‘You couldn’t win against me while you were alive, so don’t assume you’d ever have a chance at death


    either!’


    After having breakfast, Renee checked the time and noticed that she should be leaving soon. She then


    got up from her seat and turned to Quinton, Margaret, and the children. “You guys take your time, I


    have to head out for a bit.”


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