The night was quiet, save for the soft hum of cicadas outside and the occasional creak of the old wooden walls. Moonlight poured gently through the paper-thin curtains, casting pale shadows across the room.

Suddenly, Rice Shower stirred.

A faint whimper escaped her lips, her body twitching beneath the covers. Then, with a sharp breath, she bolted upright, her chest rising and falling quickly. Her eyes, glassy with tears, darted around in panic