A bloodcurdling scream awoke me from a deep slumber. Sitting up, I ran to the window and looked out. I saw three men running towards the woods where I assumed the scream had come from. Seconds later, I saw one of the men with hands around a seamstress’s body leading her out of the woods. She was crying and letting her tears fall freely. Turning to the room, I removed my nightdress and put on my maid uniform. Passing by the bathroom, I washed my face. There was no time for anything else.

A crowd had gathered under the rows of trees. They were looking at something at the centre...