"We're trapped here for now. Any exploring will have to wait until the rain stops."
Outside, the torrential rain mingled with the dark sky, lightning, and thunder, turning day into night. They could hear the wind howling over the sea.
The guesthouse owner served them hot wine and grilled fish, then sat in a chair beside them to pray. His language was different, and his words sounded like a recitation of scripture.
His wife and child sat with him, all three praying before the meal.
The Witch picked at the grilled fish with her fork and translated casually. "He's praying to the god of the ocean, hoping the fishing boats still out there will return safely. Speaking of which, I saw a pair of red eyes the night before last. It seemed like a monster was wandering around nearby. Watch yourselves."
Wei Yanchi asked, "Scarlet?"
"More or less. Like someone's eyes were completely bloodshot. But I guarantee that thing wasn't a normal person. It felt like a zombie from a zombie movie, or the count in Dracula."
Silas asked her, "When did this happen? Why didn't I know?"
"At three yesterday morning. You were sleeping like a pig."
Silas paused, his gaze disapproving. "I do not sleep like a pig."
The Witch shrugged. "All right, baby. You were sleepwalking, but I think you were more likely being bewitched by that monster. We'll have to be more careful from now on."
Wei Yanchi said nothing. He lowered his head, picked some flesh off the grilled fish, and drizzled lemon juice over it. After a few bites, he put it down again.
Zhang Mingqi stuffed some fish into her mouth and asked him, "Not to your taste? Lost your appetite?"
Wei Yanchi said calmly, "If you kept smelling corpse stench, you wouldn't