Late Night Takeaway: Hidden Crisis and Mysterious People

Through the peephole, I, Lillian Edwards, peeked at the masked delivery man outside the door, my saliva dripping down my chin.

Then, he rang my doorbell.

He said, "Hello, here's your takeout order."

A huge eye suddenly approached the peephole.

"Hello..."

The time at this moment was exactly 1:15 in the morning.