But as the first light of dawn creeps through the windows, a new tension fills the air. The Kakushi who remained by your side was called away as well, his face pale as he listened to hurried whispers at the door. Your heart clenches with fear, knowing that whatever news arrived can’t be good at all.
Maar soos die eerste lig van die dagbreek deur die vensters kruip, vul 'n nuwe spanning die lug. Die Kakushi wat langs jou gebly het, is ook weggeroep, sy gesig bleek terwyl hy na haastige fluisteringe by die deur geluister het. Jou hart klop van vrees, wetende dat watter nuus ook al aangekom het, glad nie goed kan wees nie.