Prologue

"AHHH...!"

A desperate cry echoed throughout the residence. A man shot up from his bed, perspiring profusely.

His housekeeper entered the bedroom hurriedly and turned on a lamp by the bedside.

"Sir, are you all right?"

He sounded gravely concerned.

"I dreamt of him... again. He had tattoos on his arms... and he rose through the floor... like a ghost! George, get someone to check the floor again!"

"But sir, you have already changed bedrooms twice. The contractors didn't find anything in the other rooms..."

"Get them to dig up the floor then! Something is not right! A man rising through the floor, what does that mean George? What does that mean?"

"I don't know sir... I'll call them straight away. And we'll get you a new place to rest."

The housekeeper took out his cell phone and pressed a speed dial button.

"Hello? Keong ah? This is George, from the Prime Minister's residence. Can you send some people over? Thank you."

He looked at the man on the bed, who had buried his face in his hands.

"Sir, they are coming now. I think you have been under a lot of stress lately... should I get you a cup of Earl Grey?"