(Lily still felt uneasy, but she said nothing.)
Duke: Well, you can sleep in the room next to mine.
(After eating, when they were trying to sleep — Lily on the bed and Max on the floor — Lily turned towards Max.)
Lily: Max?
Max: Huh?
Lily: Don't you think this man is a bit... weird? I don't believe his story.
Max: Why? What happened?
Lily: Just think about it. First, a man randomly appears in the middle of the desert — a place where not even a cart driver would pass by. Then, he already knew exactly what we were planning.
And while we were running... the lock was still on the gate, but he wasn't near it.
And about his story — he said it happened over 30 years ago, but he himself looks younger than 30!
Even if the story was true, a village doesn't turn into a completely sand-covered ruin in just 30 years.
It's... suspicious.
Max: You're overthinking it. We'll leave tomorrow anyway. Just try to sleep.
Lily: But... (still feeling uneasy)
(Sometime later, both fall asleep. But around midnight, Max suddenly wakes up, sensing something unusual.)
Max: What was that...? (confused, looking around)
(He hears faint noises coming from the kitchen—like someone rummaging through drawers. Tense, he tiptoes downstairs and sees the shadow of someone searching through the kitchen. The shadow suddenly grabs a knife.)
Max (terrified): No way...
(He rushes back upstairs, heart pounding, and quietly unlocks Lily's door to wake her up.)