Silently, Tasia trotted over to the bridge and saw about twenty people walking in a line with their hands tied in chains, connecting from one person to another.
Tasia frowned in confusion. She stood behind a wall of a resident's house, watching the group of people whose faces looked very suffering. Were they criminals? Why were they held captive and treated this way? But even more strangely, Tasia realized that they were all wearing clothes that were very familiar to her eyes. The clothes were looked like in the human world. Those were clothes from the human world, not the mystical realm's clothes. They wore t-shirts, negligees, jeans, pyjamas, and others. Some even wore T-shirts with cartoons or band logos on them, which of course, only existed in the human world.
"What are they doing? Are they human?" Tasia muttered.
