[Agh! Someone help me!]
[M, monster!]
[Help me!]
The room was filled with the sound of people screaming in anguish. They originated from a specific video that was projected onto a screen, and showed an image of a young man with glossy black hair and deep blue eyes taking care of a series of guards in an effortless manner.
The expression on Octavious' face remained the same as he sat in front of the holographic projection. His eyes were as listless and hazy as they had always been.
It was as if the happenings in the projection were of no interest to him.
[Would you like to replay the video?]
The video soon came to an end, and silence filtered across the dimly lit room.
