Philip Shaw didn't speak, he just held Aldana Candi close and walked into the rainstorm.
Anne stood inside the room, watching Philip Shaw and Aldana Candi's figures gradually disappear into the pitch-black rain. Her heart ached, and she couldn't help but cry out loud. She felt this was the last time she'd see them.
Clearly, it wasn't their fault. Everyone knew this accusation was baseless, yet no one was willing to stand up for them. It seemed as though only by making them bear the weight of those four lives, could they continue to live with peace of mind.
No one would consider that if they died, and the man-eating monster still refused to leave, what would they do then?
Choose more sacrifices?
By then, perhaps she, someone close to them, would become one of the sacrifices as well.
Thinking of this, Anne shivered involuntarily. She hugged her arms, and then saw a group of people holding torches angrily approaching through the pouring rain.
