Deirdre first saw the clothes, then the limbs in her line of sight. The fair limbs were wrapped partially with the emerald green shawl that Madame Brighthall often wore.

For a moment, Deirdre's mind went blank, and then she trembled as she reached out her hand.

As she touched Madame Brighthall's face, a sticky sensation made her recoil in fear. Her fingertips were stained with blood, and Deirdre was dumbfounded.

"Madame Brighthall?" She quickly got up, but the door was suddenly pushed open be