I finished searching the fireplace while knocking down some soot and spiders' webs.
Then, I noticed the cause of my discomfort yesterday.
The floor wasn't stained with soot.
As if something had done the cleaning, everything was neatly wiped clean.
When I think back, the cloth that had been sown to the doll's feet was black.
Each and every night it might have been cleaning the house with that cloth.
No, the house would be stained by using such cloth. Black is rather...
Oh, by any chance, that cloth, was it a magic tool?
No, let's put that on hold.