Vicky was not a doctor, but even she could tell that Gloria was in a bad state, and there was no point in
her to argue with someone who was mentally ill.
For reasons she could not begin to put into words, something felt oddâ¦and she could not put her finger
on it.
In the end, she gave up.
Ever since Gloria disappeared, Vicky and Tyler had a peaceful time together, and Vicky continued to
undergo hypnosis without Tyler noticing.
She started dreaming more often and began to recall bits or pieces of what she had forgotten.
However, the memories were too scattered.
One day, after a treatment session, the hypnotist handed her a glass of water. âMiss Shaw, how are
you feeling today?â
âMy head doesnât hurt as much.â Vicky wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked at the hypnotist.
âWhen will the treatment end?â
âMiss Shaw, to tell you the truthâ¦â the hypnotist trailed off hesitantly. âItâs already over.â
Vicky paled. âBut I havenât remembered everythingâ¦â
Her memories were scattered like pieces of a puzzle, and it was hard to see the whole picture.
The hypnotist sighed. âYou need a stimulus to remember something. Itâs like how seeing something
familiar brings up memories of the past. Hypnosis can only unlock the door, and itâs up to you to push
the door open. Right now, the memories you lost are no longer sealed, but whether you can open the
door to those memories is entirely up to you, Miss Shaw.â
Vicky suppressed the disappointment she felt and said, âAlright. Thank you, doctor.â
The hypnotist nodded at her and left the room.
Vicky remained seated for a while longer before getting up to leave as well.
She glanced at her phone before leaving.
She had silenced her phone during the treatment out of concern that any noise her phone made would
interrupt the process.
At that moment, she noticed an unread message on her phone from an unknown number.
Her heart raced as she opened it and found a photo attached with a message.
[Tyler Hart has been coming here frequently. He might be keeping Alex here.]
It was from the man whom she did not know the name of.
She moved her fingers across the screen and replied, [How many times has he been there?]
A few minutes later, she received a detailed schedule that recorded every time Tyler had been to the
place.
The look in Vickyâs eyes darkened.
Lately, Tyler had been home early every night and rarely went out for work.
She could not tell anything strange from his daily behavior, but judging from the record she received, he
had gone to the place at eleven. Since it was close to lunch hour, Tyler seemed to have been there
three to four times a week.
âIs Alex really there?â she thought.
A week later, Vicky appeared at the mansion where Tyler frequented.
It was located in a remote area, and each mansion was far from one another.
She stared at the house before her and instantly felt nostalgic.
There was no one guarding the house, and it looked like an ordinary mansion from the outside.
With the keys she received from the mysterious man, she entered the mansion.