Good. Issac thought, following the woman down some empty corridors. I know how he looks like too.
When I was talking to the woman at the door and brushed her hand, I saw a glimpse of this place and that boy. The same thing at the gate, I only saw flashes of the boy, no specific memory stuck to it though.
This place is just radiating negative energy to the point that I have not felt this alive in a long, long, long time. It is quite strange if I am to ask myself.
I need to meet that boy, he may have some secrets that I can use. His eyes fell on the man beside him. Of course, I will help the children here too. But … there is something that isn't sitting well with me.
They were more interested in the card from the suit shop that I showed them and then their behaviour changed. Almost like they were treating me like a guest.
