Chapter 21. Who to Blame (8)
"What if he really dies? Shouldn't we have just beaten him up?"
"We've done that every time. That guy needs to be taught a lesson."
"But still, isn't killing him too much?"
"Let's sneak back in an hour and check."
"Idiot! An hour is too short! It should be at least two hours."
"What if wolves show up? What if they tear his throat out?"
"You don't know? There haven't been any wild animals around here lately. Even if you try to find one, you can't. Hunters from other regions have wiped them all out—that's what everyone's saying."
I followed the children for a bit to listen to their conversation. I went back to the buried boy.
Snore...
Incredibly, he had fallen asleep and was snoring. I hid in the bushes and called out to him.
"Shawn."