Ved and Naledi found the house empty, on the bed laid a woman they recognised. Sarah.
She looked peaceful in her sleep but there was no breath on her body, she was dead. Next to her bed was a burnt out candle.
Ved touched it, " It'd been cut." The candle was shorter than it should've been. ' This is why my dream mist ran out of her system.'
He felt anger bubble inside him, for a moment he thought somebody else had done it but immediately dismissed the idea.
Nobody had broken in before them meaning she was aware when she lit it up. Then a new wave of guilt hit him.
" I should've explained things more clearly." He whispered. What he did was send a message that everybody should light these candles at night.
While he did briefly mention that the herald of nightmares was involved he didn't delve into it.
He should've done better and maybe she would still be alive. He suddenly felt the temperature around him drop.
