At the Stone family's household,
"Where the hell is he?" Anabel marched from room to room, looking for the police officer, but she couldn't find him anywhere. She listened keenly for the sounds of his steps, the rhythm of his beating heart, or the sound of his breathing, but nothing.
'Did he leave without us noticing?' she wondered.
Anabel was going to turn around and return downstairs when she suddenly heard strange mutterings. It was the voice of a woman. With her brows furrowed, she tried listening keenly to what the woman was saying, but she couldn't understand her words.
However, the language was familiar to her; the woman spoke elvish.
Anabel's eyes widened as she panicked. 'A shaman?! But how did she get in without us noticing?!'
