It was a pitch black place that knew nothing but darkness. There, Kayara found herself standing alone in that unknown place. Frowning, she looked around, trying to recognize the place but all in vain. She couldn't see through anything as it was too dark to see anything around.
Soon she noticed a girl of about six or seven years old sitting near the gate of a house, wearing a ragged piece of cloth. She was sitting on the ground, her legs folded up to her chest and her head buried in her knees. That little girl was crying and sobbing, but silently, as if she didn't want to draw any attention to herself.
A woman in her mid-thirties stepped out of the house with a water jug. The face of the woman wasn't visible to Kayara because of the darkness.
Nevertheless, she could deduce the bad vibes
