"Toren, what exactly are we even looking for?" The butler asked, following around the boy.
Toren could not hear anything but his wild beating heart and thundering feet against the ground. He ran towards the En's household and ransacked the whole place, but no one was there.
The neighborhood does not have a single clue and the villagers seemed to be more occupied with their own lifestyles.
A colonist soldier had finally blocked them and asked what their business was in the house.
"My family resides here," Toren honestly answered. "I was wondering where they went. I left some of my belongings inside and I do not know where to find them, so my family must have something to do about it."
The soldier stared at them skeptically before scrutinizing the abandoned household.
"I think the family was brought at a concentration camp for the meantime until they are cleared for the ongoing investigation regarding the activist organization."
Toren exasperatingly continued going through the isles of the villages with his butler to look for the said camp.
Toren explained that he needed to find his brother who was seeking help.
"How did you even know that he needs your help?" The butler asked curiously. "You clearly had no communication with him after the one time you have met at the deep woods before when he was still in the carpentry labor! How did you know about his condition right now?"
"I just know."
"Toren, you must take a rest! You just recently regained your consciousness."
At that moment, Toren felt a pang of sharp ache which struck at the back of his head somewhere near his cerebrum. He knelt down, enduring the pain.
A flash of bright pearl white light suddenly flickered before his blurring vision along with a reverberating sound of his brother's voice. It was indecipherable – like mumbles of a dying young man.
Toren shrugged off his ominous hypotheses and focused on finding clues from those peculiar murmurs.
He recognized some words trailing off from broken sentences which pulled out a whole idea.
It was like a puzzle where pieces are naturally needed, but does not have to be necessarily complete to identify the whole picture. Even only the frame of it works.
And soon, he marvelously felt a disappointment of being unable to understand the world when he could not come to a conclusion.
Toren heaved a sharp inhale and gripped on his butler's supporting arms.
After a few more minutes, the butler began leading the way back to the headquarters.
However, when they arrived there, a riot greeted them unpleasantly.
As they hid behind a wide tree trunk, they saw some rebels burning the establishment and expressing their anger against the emperor colonists. The soldiers have formed a brigade and the people are beginning to shout in anger, vandalize the walls with their propagandas, retaliating against the soldiers, and trespassing the quarters.
The investigation against the secret organization must have caused the rebellions and activism. They have also seen the maids frightened running away.