'What am I doing here?' William thought as he gazed at the familiar ceiling of the goat pen.
His memory was a bit hazy and he couldn't remember much of what happened after he had talked with Celine inside his Sea of Consciousness. The only thing he remembered was closing his eyes to sleep.
Just as he was trying to understand how he ended up in the goat pen, a fluffy Angorian Goat arrived at the entrance carrying a basket in her mouth.
Ella walked towards William and dropped the basket by his side. She was very happy that the young boy was finally awake.
William blinked once, as he looked at the Angorian Goat that he hadn't seen for more than half a year. His hands slowly reached out to her, but stopped midway.
His instinct prevented him from completing the motion because he felt that if he touched her, he would be staining something pure with his blood-soaked hands.
