"God! What should I do, what should I do? Damn it, I should have never let Mia go alone. Damn, it is all my fault. If only I had known to realize it earlier..."
As Ash was walking toward the north, heading to the rumoured location of the witch's house, seeking his own death. Suddenly, a clearing emerged within the woods, revealing a small, single-story wooden cabin. It had an unsettling aura, the kind that sends shivers down your spine, but thankfully various flowers and small trees around it make it look normal. An old woman, appearing to be in her sixties, donned a headscarf and pacing back and forth restlessly in front of the cabin while talking to herself with nervousness and anxiety written all over her gloomy face.
