Hart relived the moment where he was inside that very forest, where he found Milla. It was dark and eerie, but he continued running forward. He ran and ran, but when he reached the spot where he had found Milla, she was not there.

There was no corpse. No Milla. No, nothing.

He was all alone. Just silence accompanied him.

Then he turned around.

Milla’s eyes were bloodshot as she stared at him. He contained himself, but before he could say anything, he heard her voice. She sounded tragic.

“Hatta, have you moved on well now that I’m gone?”

No, this was not true, his inner voice screamed. He tried...