*IMPERIAL NATION, 21st DAY*
"You are not one of us, right?" The man suddenly said after approaching Markus, or Sid more appropriately.
Markus had been wearing a face mask all time while he had told his name as Sid.
Markus instantly turned to look at the person, who turned out to be an old man.
"What do you mean?" Markus asked, becoming a little alert without any change of expressions.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But I know you are here for some purpose." The old man said.
"You have got the wrong person." Markus said before resuming work.
"No, I have got the right person. Please help me." The man said before kneeling down, not caring how pathetic he was looking.
"Please get up. Don't do this." Markus said before helping the old man back on his feet.
"I beg you! Please help me out. I can not carry on like this anymore." The man said, and there was a pain hidden beneath his voice which Markus could not ignore.
