Charlotte stared at the line of silver Intis script floating on the bloody water for a long time before realizing the question was directed at her.
That cleared her muddled head a little. She looked up and around, searching for whoever had created this strange phenomenon and posed the question. But aside from the stone pillars supporting the area and reaching up to the uneven, cavern-like ceiling, the torches around her, and the bloody trails left by objects dragged across the floor, she saw no one.
Only a few shadows that looked like figures with hoods concealing their faces floated beyond the reach of the torchlight. They seemed to be watching her, yet also seemed to be wandering aimlessly.
Strangely, even though the torches could not possibly illuminate the entire area, she could clearly sense everything around her. It was as though she no longer needed eyes or sight to distinguish her surroundings; all the information simply flowed into her brain.
Judging by the surroundings, this should be beneath the abandoned Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun in the Old District... The blood on the floor and those hooded figures... Was this the sacrifice the original Charlotte was facing when I transmigrated into her body? In that case, the scene Arrodes's Mirror showed last time, with Tres Tamara searching an area full of collapsed pillars and uncleared bloodstains, must have been this place too. Parts of it were simply destroyed in the battle between the official Beyonders and the cultists... Am I dreaming? Is this a dream recalling those memories?
At that thought, Charlotte jolted. Her muddled head cleared instantly, and her thoughts became lively, no longer crawling along on instinct.
Her gaze returned to the faintly glowing pool of bloody water above the altar, settling on the line of