"Free me, free me and run away with me. I like you." The demon told him and Mark felt like he had lost his breath.
"What?" he shouted unable to process his words.
"Was I not clear enough?" the demon said while he tilted his head to the side. He didn't seem to be able to understand Mark's frustration. He believed that his words were understandable enough. The red haired human though looked to be thinking the exact opposite.
While standing on his feet, his pants filled with dust from sitting on the uncleaned floor, he looked at the demon with a very clear expression of shock. He was staring at him like he was purely insane, his eyes stuck on him as he waited to take back his words, or at least tell him that he was joking.
