RAGNA POV...
I didn't know—honestly, I truly didn't know—what kind of catastrophe would unfold the very instant I lost that last fragile thread of sanity that was barely, desperately holding me together, but one thing I was certain of, with a bone-deep, marrow-chilling certainty, was that it would not end in tears or scoldings or bruises.
It would end in blood, in screams, in a massacre so grotesque and unrestrained that perhaps, just perhaps, it was the very same reason cursed children in the past had gone mad and torn everything apart without mercy.
Soon enough, the night swallowed the world whole.
