The car stopped by the road, and Roger sat inside, flipping through the card in his hand.
The original card had merged with the photo, becoming thicker in texture and now bore the image of Anna.
But what he held in his hand was a domino the size of a playing card.
Touching it with his finger, the white domino conveyed a cool sensation, and Roger could feel a chaotic consciousness within it.
That was Anna.
In the graveyard that night, Anna's entire being had rushed into the bone buried deep within the tree, and then a terrible power had burst forth from her.
This force destroyed the tree.
Then, as if something had been drawn out, the tree and the graveyard instantly fell into ruin, and in the blink of an eye, the once lush tree withered and collapsed.
And the surrounding tombstones cracked, turning into clumps of soil amidst the shaking.
"Please take me back,"