A dead body was swimming in its own blood. Although the scene was already familiar to them, Nayta could still feel the same sense of dissonance while staring at it. It was as if the word was at the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't find the right way to address it.
"No, Sophia is dead... We're all going to die!!!"
Charlotte, regaining a bit of her bearings, finally moved. However, she didn't hide behind Nayta and Melina but rather went to the upper floors in panic.
"Charlotte, it's dangerous to go alone!" Melina tried to follow her, but Nayta quickly grabbed her arm, shaking her head gently.
"Let her be for now. She's probably returning to where the others are. Rather, it's us who are in more danger."
Sophia had been killed on the first floor. That means the killer had a high possibility of still being on this floor. The two of them had a higher chance of getting attacked than Charlotte, who had already gone upstairs.
