"Who?" Iwan shouted before turning around after jumping with both his feet. He felt scared, also vulnerable. Someone with such a frightful voice had sneaked up to him. This was the next level of Iwan getting his personal space invaded.
"What?" Iwan murmured through his rough breath. There was no one there.
He looked around but couldn't find anything that could have said those words that were still ringing in his mind.
"I can swear that I heard someone questioning me." Iwan was now in doubt as he mumbled while turning around. There was really no one there, but the voice had been too clear for it to be called a momentary hallucination.
Iwan looked at the board and decided to pay his respect instead of picking it up.
"Greed is a sin." Iwan told himself while clasping his hand in front of the broken hut. He tried his best not to look at the golden board, but the board had too much value, and it belonged to no one since its owner was already dead.
