\n CHAPTER 3

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\n  Isinia couldn't believe what she was seeing, falling to her knees as
\n her eyes started to let out tears once more. Her grandmother lay dead on the
\n hardwood floor, stabbed to death by some sort of dagger which had gone
\n through her heart. A pool of blood had formed below the body and it seemed to
\n be growing. Apparently this had just happened as a tiny note card was left
\n behind on her body with just one word or name, "Murdoc."

\n Tears and cries came from her as she finally gained the ability to move
\n again, hugging her grandmother one last time before she got up. She ran to
\n her bedroom and looked herself in the mirror, her eyes looking at an unknown
\n person who was covered in mixed blood from that of an enemy and her
\n grandparents as she screamed, "Wha... what have I done?!
\n Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Her hands grabbed the nearest thing she could get
\n and smashed the mirror to pieces, not wanting to believe that this was
\n herself.

\n For a final time, she ran out of the building, running down the street,
\n heading towards a specific building which had one being she deemed a close
\n friend. The toy maker Wulffrith. Upon reaching the front doors of the toy
\n shop, she desperately knocked and banged on the doors, trying to wake him up
\n from the second floor. It took a little while as her cries were finally heard
\n by Wulffrith.

\n When Wulffrith had opened the door for her, he was shocked to see the
\n condition she was in and immediately rushed her inside and closed the door.
\n "Isinia, child, what has happened," he asked with great concern as he looked
\n to her in the eyes. The only response Isinia could give was a silent stare
\n with tears in her eyes that only told a rather sad regretful story. Wulffrith
\n took his shirt off, which was large enough for her to wear and to keep her
\n decent as he said, "Here, take this and get rid of the bloody dress. We'll
\n figure out something for you to wear later. Stay here and don't go anywhere.
\n I'll be right back." Isinia took the shirt and nodded gently as a broken
\n voice came from her, "I... promise not to go outside again." Wulffrith tilted
\n his head to her wondering what that meant before heading out the door to
\n check on Isinia's once peaceful home.

\n While Wulffrith had left, Isinia began to take off her dress, looking
\n at it for a moment as she remembered it was given to her by her grandmother.
\n Now it was just a useless blood stained dress that was ripped in half on the
\n front part of it. When she threw it in the trashcan, she could've sworn she
\n felt her heart tear apart. Once she put on the large shirt that Wulffrith had
\n given her, she looked around at the toys he had made throughout the years.
\n Quietly she promised to herself that she would never to go outside again
\n except only for what Mr. Wulffrith needed, not wanting to anything like that
\n happen ever again.

\n Wulffrith had finally returned with a few blood stains on his fur just
\n before the sun had started to rise. Isinia had simply been sitting on the
\n floor staring at the toys that were on shelves with some tears left in her
\n eyes. Wulffrith walked up to her and knelt down in front of her, "I'm so
\n sorry about your grandparents Isinia." Her head turned slowly towards him,
\n again those sad eyes that told a rather sad story on what had happened.
\n Isinia slowly leaned over to him, hugging him. Wulffrith returned the hug
\n since it was the best he could do to comfort a heartbroken girl.

\n While Isinia was by herself at the time, Wulffrith had figured out
\n easily what had happened in her home but when he had followed the blood
\n stains on the sidewalk that lead to that alley, he was shocked to see what
\n had happened, only guessing what went on in this dark alley. He managed to
\n get Isinia's grandfather's dead body into Isinia's home, placing it right
\n next to Isinia's grandmother. It took him a great deal of time that there
\n wasn't much he could do by the time dawn was nearing, deciding to lock the
\n door and wait until the end of the day to come back.

\n During the morning Wulffrith had given Isinia the spare room he had,
\n complete with bed and desk. The room was rarely used as most of the time he
\n only used it whenever family members would come to visit him. Throughout the
\n day, Isinia simply kept to herself, never responding to Wulffrith's calls to
\n come and eat breakfast, lunch, and lastly, dinner. Wulffrith worried sigh as
\n she looked at her, sitting in the corner with her head buried in the pillows.

\n As the day came and left, Wulffrith took the opportunity to head for
\n Isinia's home once more, this time taking his small truck with him. He placed
\n anything that may seem of value and delivered it straight to Isinia's new
\n home with Wulffrith. There really wasn't much of value to speak of since it
\n was mostly just small items. The rest were just clothes and a few items that
\n belonged to her.

\n Wulffrith had managed to bring Isinia with him but to stay in the
\n vehicle and not see anything until told to do so. He had managed to place
\n Isinia's dead grandparents into the truck and headed off towards outside the
\n city limits, right into the forest. As he came to stop, he grabbed a shovel
\n and began to dig a grave near two big trees that seemed to be intertwined
\n with each other. Isinia still sat in the truck with her eyes closed, not
\n wanting to disobey what Wulffrith said, afraid that if she disobeyed,
\n something bad would happen to her or Wulffrith.

\n By the time dawn had arrived, Wulffrith had managed bury the bodies and
\n brought Isinia out of the truck to join him in prayer. Wulffrith uttered a
\n prayer while Isinia stood and stared at the grave where her grandparents now
\n rested. Tears soon began to flow once more from her eyes but kept herself
\n silent except for an occasional sniffling. Wulffrith had finished praying and
\n decided to leave Isinia be for a bit with her grandparents one final time
\n before heading home.

\n Isinia just stood there, continuing to stare at the gravesite, hearing
\n her grandfather's last words repeat over and over in her mind, "I-Isinia...
\n lovely... daughter of my son... be... good girl..." She raised her head and
\n looked to sky whispering, "I promise grandfather." Just before turning to
\n head back with Wulffrith, she whispered, "Goodbye grandfather... Goodbye
\n grandmother..." Wulffrith opened the door for her to get in, and started to
\n drive away from the gravesite. Isinia held onto Wulffrith once more as she
\n began to cry from her heart.
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