Dark 1 dragged 19 into the room. The room was clean and tidy, and 19 loved hygiene. The entire room was almost spotless, with black and white intersecting. It was simple and neat. The only thing that was slightly out of place was a wooden pistol placed next to the pillow.
It was Dark 1's first time in 19's room. As soon as he entered, he began to size it up. It was not until he saw the wooden gun that Dark 1's expression relaxed a little from the cold and stern look he had before.
19 looked at Dark 1's puzzling look. He could not figure out what was wrong with this person. Moreover, Dark 1 had actually entered his room? He had to write it down. He had to quickly write it down.
19 turned his head and looked at the miniature camera placed at the corner of the desk. It should have recorded it. When the time came, he would keep it as a memento to savor the aftertaste.
"Come over."
