The four of them were enveloped with silence for a few minutes as they were thinking what was the best course of action they should take right now. They seemed serious and gloomy, in stark contrast with their surroundings. The people sitting at the tables around them were chatting lively, drunk and overjoyed.
Rosetta was the worst amongst them all. She kept looking at her back, just like Arlie earlier when he had shared the information about the deceased family of farmers with her. In Arlie's case, he was afraid that the ghost would show up suddenly. Unlike Arlie, Rosetta was anxious because she knew something that the rest of them did not know.
"What is it?" demanded Melva impatiently. "If there is something else you know, now is the time for you to share it."
"I am still not sure about this, but I have a frightening guess," started Rosetta. "Have you heard about the practice of necromancy before?"
