Going back to the crime scene

Once his classes concluded, Erik left the school and made his way to the train station. His mind was set on verifying whether the thaids had eaten the bodies of the three pricks.

As he traveled, a knot of nervousness sat in his stomach, the fear of being recognized gnawing at him, but his journey passed without incident.

Upon his arrival at the city's northern outskirts, Erik glanced around to ensure no one was observing him. Once confident of his privacy, he slipped into the wheat fields. He bent low and crouched among the tall stalks of wheat that swayed in the breeze.