Yet, she had no time to wonder more, for in a moment Johnny began to disintegrate slowly, slowly, smiling as if his gradual disappearance was something as normal as opening a door, until he completely vanished. His clothes vanished too. That mysterious tree seemed to have absorbed him. So no one could blame on Elizabeth that she was even more terrified now.
There was some very fine, tickling dust rising slightly from the girl’s left hand. The girl was terrified ... She had her reasons. How would anyone feel if his hand becomes dust instantly, after which the same thing happens to his body?
But when she felt Knudlac's palm clutching her hand gently and when she saw his soothing gaze, kinder than a father’s for his daughter, Elizabeth became much quieter.
"Don't be scared," the professor
