Vanessa spoke softly.
Everyone turned their gaze to Elsa.
The state of the dead was simply too bizarre: two elderly people who had paid no attention to their slit throats, Fango's frenzied suicide...
Elsa nodded. "I don't actually hear what the corpses say. I sense a thought they had sometime before they died, a very vague thought."
"For example, that rabbit's thought was, 'My owner fed me. I'm happy.'"
"As for the two elderly people downstairs, their thoughts were..."
Elsa frowned and thought for a moment. "Eating."
"Uh... that's it?"
"Yes. They had no awareness of death at all. The only thing they were thinking about before they died was eating, which was also what they were doing."
"What about Fango?"
Elsa glanced around. After making sure no one was paying attention to them, she crouched and brushed a finger over Fango's dried blood on the floor. She gently activated her Supernatural power, the power she had gained during her first Sacrifice, which allowed her to vaguely sense an obsession of the dead. As her Spirituality slowly spread over her fingertip, she felt as though she had plunged her finger into boiling lava!
A scalding, violent torrent instantly surged from her fingertip up her arm, then flooded her mind!
Regret, pain, struggle, disgust-all mixed together, finally turning into madness!
Chaotic, disordered, hysterical madness! Countless voices exploded in her mind at once, roaring! Like the despairing wails of suffering slaves as their flesh and blood were crushed on the millstones of hell!
Elsa's vision went black.
Elsa slowly opened her eyes, squinting at the dazzling light. She found that she was already outside.
"What... happened..."
"You suddenly screamed, then fainted!" Vanessa and the others surrounded her, their faces full of worry. "Are you all right?" "I..."
Elsa rubbed her throbbing temples