Kelvin stood by Ethan's side. The latter was sweating buckets, and his expression was menacing.

Last night, he was able to sleep with the help of a sleeping pill. He was sleep-talking the whole night.

"Mr. Miller, did you have a nightmare?" asked Kelvin.

"I have a bad feeling." Ethan's voice was hoarse because he had just woken up.

"It must be because too many things are happening recently—"

Ethan coldly interrupted Kelvin. "Implement a strict inspection at all of the entrances. I'm afraid