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You might be wondering how, as a woman alone in the wilderness, I could break free from my chains and escape. But don't forget, this is a time of war, and anything is possible. Everything that happens or doesn't happen will be unpredictable, because everything is constantly changing, and you never know what the next moment will bring.
I have mentioned that I am a devout Christian, and I pray to God for everything I do, and everything goes smoothly for me. So, before he returned, I successfully left that place. I didn't leave alone; I also gained a good friend to accompany me. He is a cute and easygoing mixed-race boy of fifteen or sixteen. He helped me leave, and we chatted a lot, and I learned some things I didn't know.
As dusk fell, I once again entered this large house. I felt like a secret lover, and the lock-picking skills I learned from the boy came in handy. I quickly broke in and entered the room. I didn't dare turn on the lights, so I fumbled in the dark, guided by the moon's bright light, which allowed me to vaguely see the path ahead. The secret was not on the first floor, but on the second floor. Only by going upstairs could I hear that strange sound. Gathering my courage, I began to move to the second floor.
I returned to Taliesin's bedroom to see if I could find any relevant clues. Apart from a pile of messy papers on the floor, there seemed to be no other discoveries. I then moved to another bedroom, which was smaller and very messy, as if it had never been cleaned, or more precisely, as if it wasn't meant for living. What could it be used for? I couldn't say for sure.
Strange enough, there is a key on the doorknob of the small bedroom. I tried using the key and it turned out to be the key to the bedroom. It seems that this bedroom is often locked. Now, the owner has left the key on the doorknob, indicating that this small bedroom is now useless, and the key obviously has no use either, so it has been discarded by the owner.
Under the window of the small bedroom, there is a long bench. It seems like someone often stands on the bench, looking out through the window at the scenery. Suddenly, something made me shudder. I remembered Taliesin, didn't she jump out of the window from the window sill? I couldn't help but run to the window, opened it with both hands, and looked down. I felt a chill in my heart. At this moment, it was as if something was pulling me, so I quickly ran to Taliesin's bedroom and opened the window of this room, looking down. I found that I couldn't see the bottom at all because my head was stuck. The window of Taliesin's large bedroom has a railing outside, with a mesh-like iron railing for protection, making it impossible for a person to climb out of the window. But the small bedroom is different. The small window is transparent inside and out, and a person can easily climb out of it.
From this, I learned that Taliesin jumped out of the window of this small bedroom. This result doesn't seem to explain anything, it just gives me a strange feeling. I always feel that her death was not an accident, but an inevitable result. Was it really because she was so disturbed and her nerves were so disordered, or was she forced by someone? I don't know.
Just then, I heard a strange sound again. The sound was very faint, a bit unclear, and it was hard to tell if it was an animal or a woman. The sound was rather sharp. Where did it come from? I searched the entire building, almost every possible place upstairs, to see where the sound was coming from.
Just as I was about to turn and leave the building, that voice appeared again, and I subconsciously realized. Is there a secret passage here? Where could it be hidden? Or where did the voice come from? How could it be hidden so well? I immediately went downstairs again, searching everywhere to see if there was any other discovery. But when I got downstairs, I couldn't hear that kind of sound anymore, the sound strangely disappeared... I ran back upstairs again...
The sound appeared again...
Intermittently...
I pressed my ear against all the walls, but it was of no use, it had no effect. I then pressed my ear to the ground to listen, but still found nothing! Just as I lifted my head, I saw a large painting hanging on the wall separating the two bedrooms. I couldn't make out what was in the painting, so I found a box of matches and lit them one by one. By the faint light of the matches, I gradually made out the details of the painting. It depicted a mother breastfeeding her child, with an older child playing beside her, and a baby in swaddling clothes suckling at her breast. It was a scene of joy and harmony, a beautiful moment.
The painting looks very expensive at first glance. The entire image is outlined with gold thread, giving it a rich and heavy texture. I was even thinking, in such chaotic times, aren't they afraid of thieves stealing it, hanging it in such a conspicuous place? I deliberately tried to touch it, but to my surprise, it was flush with the entire wall, embedded in it. No wonder! Its perfection made me forget everything, and I even burned my fingers when the match went out, but I didn't notice until it was extinguished.
At this moment, a strange sound appeared again, this time seemingly louder than before. I'm sure it's not an animal's sound, it's a human, a human voice! This time, a very clear intuition told me that this sound is hidden behind this wall. What exactly is hidden behind this wall? Yes, there must be a secret room. I have to find a way to get in.
I lit the few remaining matches in my hand in order to find a candle. Oh, I remembered, there's a half-red candle on the table in the living room downstairs. I quickly retrieved it and lit it to continue my exploration.
I also found an important clue, which is a small bloodstain on the flower that the child in the painting is playing with. I'm sure it's a bloodstain. Just below the painting, there is a long wooden cabinet with some small items scattered on top, including "Fuwa" that Xiao Bei likes. He mentioned that this is the only gift Miss Lisa gave him, and he has a special attachment to this gift. I picked it up and found a winding key on it. As I turned it, a miraculous opening appeared before my eyes, exactly the size of the painting, just enough for a person to enter and exit. I understood that the mechanism and mystery were all hidden here. It was time for me to explore, so I went in.
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