The silence lasted for a while, until the anomalies in the room subsided, and the Ancestor collected their emotions and continued the story.
"However, although that city has turned into countless vortices of ownerless thoughts over the long years, those things that inherently belong to the Moon People are not entirely out of control.
"And when I was in the Moon City, the sighs, laughter, and those almost inaudible whispers I occasionally heard were essentially echoes caused by these fragments of thought, something the Moon People accustomed to them should be imperceptible to.
"But their emotions towards us—from the Earth—aren't resistant at all.
"Therefore, when the crew's intense longing for home is devoured by the city, and coincidentally a nearby Moon Person comes in contact with the residues exuded by this longing..."
The Ancestor closed their eyes.
"—She just went crazy."
[Miss Moon]
1. There was a conflict
2. Committed suicide ♛
3. Ran away
