Chapter 65: Permanent Purification
Jamie’s POV
After several hours of work, we had scoured the town. We had found a total of sixty-six citizens in that trance-like state. Sadly, we had not been able to awaken all of them. We found twelve of them dead already, completely drained of their energy. They were a terrifying sight to behold, pale and withered, eyes staring and glassy. The other fifty-five had been revived and were recuperating well it seemed. Among the dead were the eldest islanders and those who had been diagnosed with serious ailments prior to this from what we could find out.
The islanders formed a procession, everyone dressed in black, mourning their dead in the street. Flowers had been plucked and spread over twelve wooden caskets lined up in a row in the road. I sighed.
