It was dark inside the office, but the lighting was turned on, so they could see what was going on. Harrison Willaim stood at the side of his table, while the boys sat on the couch. He moved the chair back and sat facing the guys.
Aside from his own work at the university, the man was deeply contemplating something very essential.
Nonetheless, he appeared effortlessly appealing, his hair placed to his right. Apart from his age, he had a white body with not-too-thin lips and no wrinkles on his face. They all had a bored look on their faces, as if they were forced to be here.
"What is that thing that tried to harm Lauren that day?" It was a direct question for Elliott, while others were also looking at him for answers.
Elliott hesitated for a moment before answering, "I'm not sure what it was, but it looked like some kind of wild spirts. Those are lust demons." The group exchanged worried glances, wondering if there were more dangerous animals lurking in the area.
