Aldana Candi ignored his little actions, as she looked at the cold moonlight outside, a sentence unwittingly surfaced in her mind.
—If only back then, she had encountered the present Philip Shaw.
Unfortunately, there is no such thing as 'if' in this world.
She closed her eyes and fell into a heavy sleep.
*. . .
The child named Albert was found at dawn.
Just like the previous child found in the forest, he was not entirely intact.
The soft abdomen was eaten clean, and most of the flesh on the face was gnawed away. If it weren't for the clothes recognizable when he went out, it would be almost impossible to tell it was a human.
The child suffered terrible treatment before death, with the small skeleton torn into pieces. The elders who went to the forest to find him spent a long time collecting all of his remains.
