It was midnight. Everyone was asleep except Vierne. She couldn't sleep for two days now. And how could she? Her star spirit was dying inside every second in every breath. She stood at the balcony of the hotel room, looking at the moon. As the clock struck twelve, it began ringing.

"It's just nine days left now." The books didn't help. They didn't talk about how Wujin was possessed—It was all just what Melissa had told her and Vierne was not satisfied with it. Besides, Lict took back the books from her and asked her to not think about it anymore. Maks didn't help her with it either. It seemed...