(reread previous chap)
Xhemin caught sight of what Darryl wanted her to see and the view brought a wave of bewilderment in her face.
"Is that…." Xhemin was trying to say the words that got stuck at the end of her tongue.
"A solar panel," Darryl continued as they both stared at the rectangular metal positioned outside in the clearing. "The one who lived here knew how to make use of new technology, so I don't think he or she is a from the tribe,"
"But the house looks ancient!" Xhemin gasped still in shock, "Besides everyone in the village said the devil's child is imprisoned here,"
"Well he must have preferred to make an ancient house," Darryl reasoned. "Besides we don't really know the story about that devil child. But there's one thing I'm sure of, a child cannot live on its own so I'm thinking that child must have been dead,"
