The village is old and quiet, with simple wooden stilt houses, thatched roofs, and some small iron sheds scattered disorderly on the shaded side of the mountain.
Sang Que carefully steps in. At first glance, the village does seem abandoned, but there are many scattered red threads around, indicating there is still a barrier here.
The sensation of a fluttering heart grows stronger, like a child longing for its mother, impatiently.
Holding a knife, Sang Que follows the guidance of her heart, traversing through the village, slowly approaching the direction, being cautious not to alarm anyone.
As she crosses more red threads, Sang Que discovers a large amount of bloodstains and decaying corpses in some houses within the village.
Crying voices come from a small iron shed outside, all female. Some whisper 'mom and dad' in Chinese, while others plead in Southern Ocean languages.
