I was going back to my room, so I came to the second floor lobby. Numerous police officers and forensic officers were busy entering and leaving World's room. Someone was watching them from a distance, Hearty.
At this moment, Fire came out of her room. She seemed to have regained consciousness, she was dragging her footsteps to World's room.
"Mom!"
Hearty ran to her side.
"World ... where's World ... what happened to that child?"
Fire whispered.
"I'm sorry ... He's dead."
"Fake, tell me it's fake."
"No, it's true."
"How come..."
Fire wept. That sadness feels like World is her own child. Hearty signed heavily.