Time did not pause for Mira's shock; the girl had no time to recover before she had to continue moving forward.
She walked with Vina Kana, the Bone Church's maze-like surroundings presented many forks in the path, yet Vina Kana remained resolute in one direction, showing no hesitation in her eyes, no matter the choices.
At first, Mira worried they might take a wrong turn, walking forever without finding an exit, but soon, as if suddenly, they arrived at a place that opened up.
This place resembled the Bone Church's hall, the walls on either side carved out with one hole after another, coffins laid out within them, everywhere filled with the pungent smell of preservative oil. Parts of the walls were painted, and the peeling paint made them look all the more sinister.
At the center of the hall stood an altar, severely damaged, covered with a thick black cloth, surrounded by dust, each bit heralding the long-abandonment of this Bone Church.
