Chapter 67 - (Warning SA)Disputes and Abuse

Baheer gasped for breath when he saw the glob covered in tubes and wires. In the corner, there was a frail-looking old man, who reeked of alcohol as he was messing around with a small piece of the glob. Beside him, some clothes were neatly folded, with rings that flashed their overcompensating jewels, and a golden chain necklace. But the man in the corner was going through the glob as if he tried to figure out what went wrong. Muttering to himself, he formed the piece into a human hand. Similarly, to a skilled sculptor meticulously shaping clay, the old man's eyes were burdened with heavy bags as he turned his gaze backward, his vision gradually succumbing to the darkness of blindness, while simultaneously taking in the scent that filled the air. His teeth were missing in various positions, leaving sizeable gaps. The frail being's scleras were yellow his veins were vibrant red, skin tone was paler than his hairline.