The streets were empty at night, without a single soul in sight.
Anyone who didn't know better would think it was a ghost town.
Ghastly green will-o'-the-wisps swirled outside the white house where Faye Yardley was staying, not daring to approach, yet unwilling to leave.
Inside, Faye Yardley felt very unwell. Her abdomen was bloated, with a faint, aching pain.
After changing into a fresh one and tossing it into the Fire Pit, she was surprised to feel the temperature outside drop slightly.
'What a hellish place. Surely the women in this city get their periods, right?'
'If they do, how do they get through it?'
The Fire Pit was right outside the carriage, and a fireplace was lit nearby. More importantly, she was indoors, yet she still felt cold.
'How absurd.'
She took out an Exorcism Talisman and stuck it on the carriage.
She then took a blanket from her backpack and wrapped herself up in it.
Leaning back, Faye Yardley fell asleep.
