Leo stood in the small teleportation circle, waiting as the system's countdown reached zero. A brief flash of light enveloped him, and the next moment, he was back in his room in the real world. Checking the clock on his wall, he smirked.
"Exactly one hour," he muttered, impressed with the system's precision.
Feeling a bit worn out but relaxed, he headed downstairs to grab something to eat. The house was eerily quiet, the faint hum of the refrigerator the only sound breaking the silence. He didn't bother turning on the lights, his heightened senses allowing him to navigate easily.
Unbeknownst to him, Aisha was also in the kitchen. She had crept down to grab a late-night snack, her heart racing in the dim light. Hearing soft footsteps behind her, she froze. Her mind immediately jumped to the worst-case scenario.
A thief? Or a kidnapper?
