As Caius and Elliot's battle against the Nightmare Flower reached its peak on this side, the others' nightmares were also reaching a new point.
With every cycle, the despair and fear they felt increased, condensing further within them, along with something else.
Something that could devour sorrow and fear and everything else, burning brighter and brighter until it finally exploded.
…
Elsewhere, inside a small room.
A foul, nauseating stench rose, as if a corpse was in the process of rotting there.
Which was exactly the case.
On the worn-out floor lay a small lifeless body.
Just a girl of ten or eleven years old…
Her small body was already half-decomposed, while tiny white worms moved within her hands where flesh and tissue were supposed to be.
As for where her foot should have been, all that remained were clean white bones and a mass of worms struggling there over what little was left.
