I finally comprehend that all who are around me are completely deranged.

The morning was quieter than usual but otherwise normal. I forged ahead on the path, not looking at my companions who were equally as silent. Carnation flew off in a flurry of feathers when Ren approached her at first light and so was absent for most of our journey. Who knows what Ren said to irk her so.

Black plumes appeared in the sky as we approached the villiage of Freiburg; this is where the insanity of my…