While on one part of Devon in the castle where people were awake as the clock moved close to struck twelve, some other people were also awake at this hour of the night. In the dark forest where the light of the moon didn't reach the ground because of the thick and lush trees, a body was being dragged by a man, and two more people followed the man closely.
The forest was quiet where even the owls and the crickets didn't chirp loud enough for them to hear.
"How long is it going to take? We can throw her here, and no one will know about it," said the girl who was following the man who was pulling the dead body's hand which had turned out not only heavy but had started to smell.
