At that moment, in a dark, windowless room, Gwen was tied to a chair. She had bloody scars on her wrist from her attempts to break free.

Blood has seeped into the rope, dying it black.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened. Sunlight streamed in, illuminating half of the room.

Gwen felt the sting in her eyes, and she instinctively looked away.

Mark entered the room and slowly approached her with his rosary beads in his hand.

Gwen could recognize Mark even by his footsteps. She glared at him.