Vanessa froze. "Surely not..."
"Hmph, what else do you think it was hanging around here for? Dogs' eyes turn red when they eat too much human flesh. Times like these have certainly fattened up those beasts!"
Vanessa pressed her lips tight, turned, and walked to the corner of the courtyard, silently picking up the familiar Nail-Headed Club.
After walking out through the hospital gates, Vanessa stopped and looked back one last time.
Construction was underway at the entrance. The old "New Scandinavia General Hospital" sign had been taken down and tossed carelessly aside. Vanessa's gaze swept over the new signs stacked nearby.
"New Scandinavia... Asylum?"
Had the hospital actually been turned into an asylum?
The girl shook her head. What happened here no longer had anything to do with her. Once again, she had lost her job.
She would leave this place, perhaps never to return. She had arrived with nothing, her fate had taken a turn here, and now she was leaving with nothing.
No. Vanessa turned to look at the Flatbed Cart in her hands. Perhaps she was not leaving with nothing after all.
She had bought the cart from Old Razi for two Leo. She had grown used to using it lately, and she had quite a few things to move, so a Flatbed Cart would make things easier.
The Flatbed Cart carried her assorted belongings: a bag of potatoes she had not finished eating, the Bellflower, the Nail-Headed Club she had grown used to, and a fat dead dog.
Vanessa did not look back again.
She pulled the little cart all the way to the apartment where Winnie rented a room and knocked on the door.
Granny Lynn opened the window and looked out. Her clouded eyes took quite a while to recognize her before she