Fragments. That was the best description she could give to the picture she was seeing. Broken fragments of a familiar puzzle.
She recalled the map that she briefly saw back then. The map which had bright red dots scattered everywhere on its surface, signifying the danger it possessed. The map which proved to be correct with its prediction every single time.
This time, she was shown just a small part of the map. It was a small island. Just by guessing from the shape of it, Aria recognized the island to be Maldives, a country in Asia renowned for its beautiful tourist spots.
'Why..' Aria was stuck in a dazed state, where she was conscious, but at the same time not.
The blaring red spot located in the center of the island was the epitome of unsettling. She couldn't pull her eyes off of the spot as she continued to stare at it. Focused like a hawk.
