The wall was built of bluish-black ancient bricks, weathered by a thousand years of wind and rain. Its surface was covered with cracks of varying depths and patches of moss, heavy and archaic, carrying a deathly stillness that seemed to sever it from the mortal world. Rising several meters high, the wall extended straight in both directions, disappearing into dense forest and mist, like a barrier stretched across the boundary between life and death.The bloodstains ended right at the base of the wall. They did not continue forward, did not turn aside, but vanished abruptly and completely, as if they had never been there at all.Amelia slowly crouched down, her trembling fingertips inch by inch brushing over the icy stone surface, over the soil, gravel, and decaying leaves at the wall's base. Again and again, almost obsessively, she searched for even the faintest trace of Carl—anything at all, a single strand of hair, a scrap of fabric, a drop of blood long since
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