By nine in the morning, the sun in the Ancient Village Town was already high. The bright sunlight pierced through the clouds, radiating upon the two intertwined figures on the rooftop.
Ever since Jane left the ward, she had been searching for that troublesome Rosie Scott. Calls went unanswered, and her whereabouts were unknown, making it difficult to find her. Jack Hugh, this guy, kept questioning, "What exactly did Mr. Anderson mean by that? What should I do? Jane, explain it to me, I didn't get it."
Jane rolled her eyes without replying, navigating through several corridors without pausing, until she climbed halfway up a flight of stairs. There, she saw shadows reflecting from the rooftop onto the stairway corner, prompting her to halt.
Jack Hugh kept babbling, his mouth like a broken wagon that wouldn't shut: "Why did you stop? Hey~ why is there a sound of water?"
