59 58. Missing scroll.

5 hours later, same day.

The window of an old house rattle as the rain outside gots heavier with strong winds blowing. Nana drew the quilt closer to her body and stared blankly into space. Not long after she had appeared here, it started raining turning the already cold room even colder. She felt stronger after eating the warm meal beside the fireplace and was in a much better condition now.

She had no idea where she was or who brought her there, but she figured out it wouldn't hurt to give it a go. After all, she hadn't have a warm meal ever since that day. 

Gazing fixatedly at the fireplace, Nana's thought strayed to Que. She clutched her hands inside the quilt as she remembered their conversation together in library the night of the attack. She hoped the girl took her advice seriously and went in search of the Sheryl. 

She hadn't heard from the woman either.