Ella woke up about three hours after Wonderstein and Maya left the village.
As she fumbled through the darkness, she discovered sticky traces around her eyes.
It was the mark of teardrops.
It seemed she had cried in her sleep.
Ella sighed and wiped her face with a handkerchief.
Crybaby Ella.
Do you cry at the drop of a hat?
Like a fool…
She had thought she endured well all this time…
But there was a suspected reason for it.
It must be because of the nightmares she had.
The day Wonderstein visited the village for the second time.
The tragedy that occurred in the village that day.
She confronted those memories after a long time.
"The man you brought… he's not a person. He is a demon."
"That monster… the people of the village… our friends…"
"Why are you… unharmed…?"
Among the swollen, twisted, and contorted corpses, the man was laughing.
