Bund covers Alma tightly with his own body, always aware, even of me.
We went from one hole in the wall to the next, cleaning slugs, and putting them in the purse like pack I acquired from the dead fiend.
"We shouldn't be out here at night, we need to find shelter".
"How do you know it's night"? I ask.
We are huddled in a dark spot as I dig into the wall, and he keeps an eye out.
"The voices will tell us, they get louder at night".
"Can you hear them now"?
My question is met with silence as Bund concentrates.
"Softly".
I nod.
He is indeed right, the voices are getting ridiculously loud.
I can see what they mean by going crazy, especially down here with monsters lurking in the dark.
I am sure most people aren't even aware of the demons, the crippling fear would lead them to be like Alma, who is now being fed by mouth.
She already escaped another land like this only to be thrown back in.
Harsh.
