Tristan was waiting in the car. He looked at his watch. Sam had gone up too. It should be no problem.

Then he saw Ed come out with a person in his arms. Tristan, who could keep a stiff upper lip in any case, felt his heart skip a beat. He pushed the car door open.

Ed put the person in the back seat and told him, "A little too ugly for my taste."

Indeed, it was horrifying. The person's face was as white as paper, and her left arm lay out from her body in a strange direction. ...