Maya Howards charged into the room when she heard Alex Rockefeller’s voice.

She was equally shocked by what she saw.

Her mouth and eyes were wide open, and she had a look of disbelief on her face.

All she could see was that Alex’s room was full of vibrant, green leaves and vines, even on his bed. It looked like a scene from The Wizard of Oz.

“This… What happened? Why are there so many vines?”

“I don’t know either. It looks like my Devil’s ivy.”

Alex pushed aside the crisscrossing vines in