Somehow, it filled Kris with courage, and she did her best to open her eyes wide and observe the stranger coming at her. "You're not real."
The man's whole chest seemed to shake with his low laugh. "Hehehehe! That's right, so nobody knows I'm here…"
As he spoke, he leaned in close to Kris's hair and took a deep breath. The iron claws on his right hand slowly raked down the wall with an ear-piercing metallic screech.
"Cough, cough!" A light cough interrupted the man's performance.
Both of them turned their heads.
Luke walked out of the dark to stand under a lamp.
He coughed again in embarrassment. "Sorry, but someone knows."
The two people at the wall stared blankly and uncomprehendingly for a moment.
Luke sighed and said, "Since you're already a senile man who's almost sixty, let me say it again: I'm here, so someone knows that you came. Do you understand?"
