Little Red Riding Hood and the long-haired princess both thought Yu Sheng had gone insane.
"She's already been dead for an hour!" the long-haired princess said with wide eyes, "Her organs—including her heart and brain—have long since ceased to show any signs of life! We've checked, she's certainly dead..."
"No, she 'hasn't' died, at least not right now," Yu Sheng shook his head, the confusion fading from his face, and he began to look resolute, "I don't know how to explain it to you, but I can feel it... she's still on the side of the living, she hasn't crossed over yet."
As he spoke, he touched the bloodstain on the girl's neck again.
In a fleeting vision of black, white, and gray, he felt as though he "understood" something, but the sensation was ephemeral, slipping through his fingers when he tried to grasp it.
Little Red Riding Hood seemed to think of something: "You... Can't communicate with the dead like you did in the Museum? So, that's why you think she's still alive?"
