The night was deep, and moonlight spilled across the lake's surface, casting a cold, eerie glow.
The man with glasses stood on the shore, watching the spot where the suitcase had sunk. The corner of his mouth slowly twisted into a chilling smirk, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
His lips moved as he murmured, "Una, rest in peace."
With those words, he turned and left.
Kohl and its companion were frantic, diving into the lake at once.
They circled the suitcase at the bottom of the lake, anxious and helpless.
Kohl and its companion tried to wrap their tails around the suitcase, but they were too weak to move the heavy case at all.
The two snakes exhausted themselves until their bodies twitched, only reluctantly flicking their tails and leaving.
After hearing Kohl's story, Renee's lowered lashes trembled. A solemn expression clouded her fair face, and her nails dug uncontrollably into her palms.
