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₊ ⊹ a spacious room, its walls adorned with creamy white, as the light color seemed to contradict the one staining it. the crimson red stayed still upon the background, glowing sinisterly.
the rusty lightbulbs were flickering, as darkness seemed to fight the illumination the lights were producing. the space was dirty, debris flied around like it was its home, a rotten smell seemed to engulf the room whole, as flying bugs roamed around.
"so, this was your scheme all along," Sychar uttered to himself more so than the corroding woman standing in the far corner of the room, scanning all around with an amused glint shining in her hues.
a womanly chuckle rung out in the man's ears, he raised up his head slowly, coming face to face with the woman producing the noise, "of course it is. did you believe i would let her become close among her peers without a motive?" she replied, her chortle coming to a-stop.
