Selma Payne's POV:
My father was still working in the study, and only my mother was reading under the light in the bedroom.
"Mother! Dorothy is in trouble!" I said breathlessly, "There's a strange fluctuation between her and my mind link. I'm sure there's something wrong with her mental state."
My mother put down the book in surprise and said, "Take a breath, child. How do you know? Did you have a nightmare?"
"No, I swear it's true. For the past few days, I've been communicating with Dorothy every night before I went to bed, and she would always say good night to me before ending it. But today, not only did she not do so, she even sent me an abnormal fluctuation that made me feel uncomfortable. I can't tell what the problem is, but it's obvious that Dorothy has fallen into a coma and can't control his mental state!"
My mother chose to believe me, so we went to the study to explain the situation to my father.
