Karen slowly opened his eyes. He wanted to pretend not to hear it, but the sound continued, still subtle, still vague, but it made his consciousness buzz, making him unable to sleep.

Slowly, Karen turned his body over. He wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it now. As a last resort, he could only crawl towards the basement.

He was going to turn off the sound, like turning off the lights in the basement.

Finally, Karen climbed to the corner and rolled down the slope leading to the basement.

After stumbling and struggling for an unknown amount of time, Karen finally arrived in the basement corridor.

The sound came from Aunt Mary's workshop, and the door to the workshop was closed.

"Stop, I'm tired, stop, stop, don't bother me anymore, don't bother me again..."

Karen shouted hoarsely as he crawled towards it.

"Stop, stop, your voice makes me uncomfortable."

Karen slowly squatted up.

"I don't want to hear your voice, I want to be quiet, I need to be quiet!"

Karen slowly stood up.

"What are you talking about?"

finally,

Karen walked to the door of the workshop, and a prayer came from the door:

“You are the great God, the embodiment of the highest truth in the world;

Please allow me to praise you because you have lit up my lamp in the darkness;

Please allow me to sing to you, because you wash away all the dust from my body;

Please allow me to follow you, because you deliberately left footprints for me behind you;

I will always bathe in your glory, I will always inherit your will, and I will always keep your oath;

Praise you, my God, my Lord, my heaven and earth, my... young master."

Door,

Pushed away by Karen:
Chapter completed!