[The third day in the forest]
Veronica did not, in the end, plead for mercy. Her body and soul both worsened over time. She was dying of starvation, and her lips were dry and cracked. It is stated that if you do not drink water for three days, you will die. "Is this my last time?"
She could hardly sit with her back against the splintered tree. A strand of long hair slipped down, hiding her eyes, and she couldn't even pull it back. "I'm tired waiting for death.”
Her body slumped bit by bit, and the drawing paper and pencil slid off her body. She lay down on the ground, her head leaning against the broken tree and her long hair scattered in a mess.
"Agh… A-ah." Veronica opened her eyes slightly, and the light and shadow above her head continuously refracted from different angles, sometim
