(Zaylen)
Stella plugged the USB device into her tablet and clicked it open.
I stood behind her, with my arms crossed on my chest. My feet wouldn't even remain stable as they itched.
Uncle Kail had gone to inform Dad, while I remained with Stella to unearth what clues Arata had left us.
Stella opened the folder and we found several pictures, voice notes and videos. She breathed out aloud and clicked on the first one.
My eyes narrowed as I leaned down to watch from behind Stella's shoulder.
A picture of a hideous mask, which seemed to have come straight from the depths of hell, stared at us.
"What in the hell is that?" I asked, but Stella stayed quiet and clicked on the next picture. This was another mask, a little less grotesque, but it seemed to belong to those stupid videos of men on social media, who hid their faces and exposed their bodies.
This time Stella breathed in sharply, and I understood she knew something.
