'Shit, my big mouth!'
June raised his hands as if asserting innocence. "It's, uhh… I once filmed a documentary about the Tomb of the Distraught, and I heard about the demon and the village. Since it's stormy this weekend, I decided to check if the storm would break—which could have been deadly. I even went to the temple and ran into one of the worshipers from Denali. I went to tour their village today, and then it's…"
The deacon's brows rose. "Why… did you think you can do this, June? Even if you didn't brave the storm that could've possibly stranded you here, why would you come here to look for the demon? Were you… hoping to try something?"
"…yeah…" June clenched his teeth in his smile. "We were attacked by someone when we were at the temple. We just happened to be at the place where the glass sphere was, so something else kind of… ate it. I don't really recall what happened…
