When Finley Mo came back with the pickle bowl, he saw Scarlett Ran holding the chopsticks motionless with his eyes wide open, seemingly scared.
"What's wrong?" Finley Mo touched her head comfortingly.
Scarlett Ran, who was highly nervous, didn't notice his movements and asked with a trembling voice: "Did you hear the sound of scratching on the door?"
"The sound of clawing at the door?" Scarlett Ran thought of something as soon as she said Finley Mo.
"Hmm." Scarlett Ran's face wrinkled, "The sound of long nails scratching on wood."
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