She saw a scarecrow standing in the field on the left. The scarecrow was unlike any common scarecrow, it was simply straw tied together and stood upright.
It was dressed in a flowery dress and wore a black pointed hat with both hands wide open, facing the wind and its back facing her. The long flowery dress covered the bamboo that supported the straw standing in the field. Because the sky was dim, when looking at it inadvertently, it looked as if someone was carrying her, but her body was stiff and strange.
She calmed her mind and looked away. However, when her eyes landed on a place, her breath condensed as she saw a figure lying in the water-soaked field. In the dim light, it looked vaguely like a four or five year old child. But when her spirit intent swept across the figure, she was unable to detect any breath of life.
Dead?
