The room was like any normal bedroom. It had some decorations on the wall and a bed which had a white bedsheet.
However, that white bedsheet was covered with blood. The unmoving body of a young boy was lying on the bed with a bullet mark on his chest.
Besides the man, a woman was lying unconscious. She seemed to be pregnant.
On the other side of the dead boy, a middle-aged man was sitting pale-faced. "Y-you killed my son! I'll kill you!"
A man was keeping his gun aimed at them while Clarisse seemed confused, not knowing how to react. This wasn't part of the plan. How did they end up killing a kid? She didn't believe they were doing the right thing, even if it was for getting the materials they needed.
She was just about to do something, but attacking someone from her side was a bit conflicting. She had to think a lot about it.
