You were in a village bar. In the bar there was talk of a fire that broke out in the Qiu house and that everyone who lived there had died. Leaving the bar, you walk through the village, passing through a dirty and dark alley, where the smell of fresh blood enters your nostrils, making you curious. Entering the alley, you see a thin, long-haired child who looked malnourished. She was passed out on the floor injured. “You must have gotten yourself into big trouble, kid.” you say.