Drake's POV,
The words I had been starting at only a couple of seconds ago kept ringing in my head, along with what it translates to.
I do t even know what language it was written in, the alphabets were strange, it didn't look anything like I'd seen before, but I managed to recognize it and was able to read and interpret it.
Another weird thing to add to my long list of weird things that had been going on ever since I appeared in this damn place, I thought.
I didn't know how long I stared at those writings for, or how long I had been thinking about what the words translated to, but my thoughts were cut short the moment a shrill voice came from behind the door followed by the door being thrown open.
My attention averted from the writings to the door that just opened, only to see that it was the same young girl from earlier.
