There she hears the merchants making scattered remarks about the lonely history of an island nation, and begins writing on the ceiling. "After much time had passed, her leaning head seemed to have received a large amount of invisible blood which sprayed out and fell."
於是她開始在「不見天」的屋面板上書寫，「時間一久，仰著的臉面竟似承受著見不到的大量鮮血，潑灑而下」。