Meret’s uncle stepped in and Meret was relieved. Although her body was starting to act funny.

He approached her looking calm — too calm. Dressed neatly as always, every button done, not a single line out of place. But his eyes… They were cold, and his expression was oddly neutral.

“Oh, Meret,” he said quietly, shutting the door behind him. “You’re awake.”

Her lips trembled and she mansged a faint uneasy smile . “Uncle… I don’t feel so good. What is happening? Why am I ...