The day passed by reluctantly as the nighttime finally arrived. The long-awaited, no, the time that someone like Charley Jabat wished to never come, finally arrived. The sorrowful moon shone so dimly in the lonely night while the usually cold breeze of the wind became so much colder when it reached Charley's figure.
Standing alone on the roof of their house, Charley felt so desolate. Even if she told herself many times already that it was fine, she still couldn't help but feel restless seeing the approaching fate.
"Jim has disappeared..." Charley was still lamenting their fate when she suddenly heard a voice of an old man from behind her.
Charley was too tired to even turn around just to see who was the person behind her. Even so, even after knowing already that fact as well, she still replied, "Is that so?"
Who else could it be other than Laude Jabat?
