As darkness enveloped the burn, the fire’s glow grew brighter, casting flickering shadows on their surroundings. Claire’s gaze fixated on the rabbits roasting on the spits, their crisp skin and browned bones exposed to the flames. A drop of blood from a broken bone sizzled as it met the fire, vanishing into thin air. Suddenly, the taste of the meat caught in Claire’s throat, and she hastily set it aside, turning away and overcome with nausea.