“Mhm.” Livie paused with a distant look in her eyes. “I seem to have vague memories of this place.”

James met Zenoʼs eyes. Then, he transmitted his voice silently with his Zen. “What on earth is happening? Did something go wrong with your puppet-making process? Could it be that some memories of her past life are still lingering within the skeleton?”

“That canʼt be right.” A small frown creased Zenoʼs forehead. He replied using his Zen too, “I checked very carefully after I was done removing