Although Jackson knew about the hill, it was the first time he had ever set foot here.

As he followed the search party and walked through the forest, the painting he had seen in Lucas' studio flashed before his eyes.

In the painting, the little girl had carried the little boy on her back, walking through the dense forest. The little girl seemed to be bending forward. The little boy seemed to be too heavy, crushing her. Even so, the little girl kept on walking. Every step she took became harder