Her body was trembling, but she couldn't move; in her eyes was indescribable fear.
Martha was still alive.
"Save... Save me!"
Her difficult plea caused candle wax to drip into her mouth.
In an instant, she couldn't speak anymore.
The gradually solidifying candle wax sealed her mouth shut.
Screaming and wailing, several had already tried when they first arrived in this world, but now, the four of them still couldn't suppress their instinct, and their piercing screams filled with endless fear echoed through the street engulfed by darkness.
As Martha burned, she emitted warmth and a certain fragrance, which kept the four of them warm on this snowy night.
But their minds were occupied by intense fear; all four thought of fleeing immediately, but their legs seemed to be fixed in place, trembling and unable to do anything else.
And now, in front of Martha.
