A few days back, in the outskirts of a relatively far town, Chess quietly sat down in the middle of a completely clean bed.
The white sheets are folded beautifully and there were no signs of any stains.
However, a different kind of stain is already left imprinted inside his head.
"Ah…" Chess released a low sigh.
He then looked up the ceiling and recalled that night.
'She was looking at the ceiling that time… what was she seeing?' he thought.
After spending some more time around that room, Chess finally stood up and found his way down to the first floor where he found the lady caretaker.
It's been two days since he came by to this house. The floor was already wiped clean, yet the house just felt gloomier than before.
"Are you coming?" he then asked the lady.
Upon hearing Chess' voice, the lady immediately straightened her back as she lowered her head before answering in a low voice.
"I-I'll pass by later…"
