Han Shuo was secretly delighted when he saw that the window was open. He propped himself up and peeked in. The little witch Lisa had decorated her room in pink and it actually looked quite cute, especially with the furry toys hanging on the wall above the table.
A faint perfumed scent wafted into Han Shuo’s nose, causing it to wrinkle. He had not anticipated that the cold hearted Lisa could decorate her room so cutely.
He couldn’t hope to best her in a fight, and he knew that. He took a closer look and noticed pink gauze bed curtains in one corner of the room – that should be Lisa’s bed.
He withdrew a small bottle from his bag and smeared some blood (typically used in experiments) around the edges of his eyes and mouth. He mussed up his brown hair after checking his face in a broken mirror (that Bryan had picked up). When he looked into the mirror again, a terrifying face covered with bloodstains looked back out.
“Heh heh, if I can’t beat you, then I’m going to scare the crap out of you!”