Pale Rider's guess had been correct. Schiller found a family photograph in the oldest man's pocket. Judging by the setting, the family composition was indeed just as Pale Rider had described.
Another important detail could be seen in the photograph: there was a pasture behind the family's house, so they most likely made their living through animal husbandry.
Schiller turned the photograph over and found a line written on the back: "For my lovely little Jenny's sixth birthday—Dad, Huff."
It seemed Huff truly was the father of the six-year-old little girl outside, while the dead here were likely his wife, son, father, daughter-in-law, and so on.
After looking at the photograph, everyone's first thought was the same: Could this be the family that drank the mutton soup?
The diary's owner had mentioned feeling great pity for a six-year-old little girl. Jenny's appearance and the writing on the back of the photograph both matched that clue.
"But how did they die here?" Bruce frowned in confusion. Turning to look at the little girl's body in the distance, he said, "The diary never explained exactly how they died, but judging from the dates, this should have happened several days ago. How could the bodies be preserved so well?"
Schiller was pondering the same question. The lighthouse was not cold, so it should not have had any preservative effect. Yet judging from the condition of the bodies inside, they could not have been dead for more than twenty-four hours.
That did not match the time of death of the family mentioned in the diary, whose deaths heralded the Wanderer's appearance. But it was also possible that this family was not the same family, or that the flow of time inside the lighthouse was abnormal.
It was known that food was not scarce in