Mickey's Funhouse
"Young Master Julian, as per your instructions, I've arranged for the Black Ghost and White Ghost to be placed in that... what was it, Funhouse."
Upon coming out, Lina Ashford reported.
The cool night breeze drifted through the estate courtyard, carrying the scent of damp earth and blooming flowers. Lanterns lining the stone pathway cast gentle pools of golden light across the ground, while the distant chirping of insects filled the quiet between their footsteps. The peaceful atmosphere stood in stark contrast to what Julian had planned next.
Lina stood with her hands respectfully folded before her, her long green hair swaying gently behind her. Even beneath the moonlight, her elegant purple eyes remained calm and attentive as she waited for Julian's response.
