The base's lighting system didn't cover the entire base; some secluded alleys were pitch-black.
A weak figure hurriedly approached, and far behind that silhouette, two figures loomed.
Clearly terrified, the person in front started to run frantically without choosing a path.
Blind to the road, they tripped over the uneven ground, lost their balance, and fell face-first to the floor.
The fallen person instinctively looked up and in the faint light saw someone standing there, holding what looked like a piece of ragged cloth.
She slowly turned her head to look this way, and in the moment when the demon seemed to reveal its true face, a suffocating fear spread.
"Ah..."
The brief cry was cut short as the person catching up covered their mouth.
"Hey, little sister, don't shout, don't shout, soon you'll be screaming in pleasure for your brother!"
A voice filled with malice followed.
