Enzo kept his butterfly inside the secret room for a few more hours before sleeping for the night. Even though he would have liked to watch a little bit more everything, he was dead tired. The fights he did the whole day, as well as the facade he had to keep up in front of the people here tired him a great deal.
Exhaustion weighed heavily on Enzo's shoulders as he settled into one of the rooms the group had provided for him. However, he couldn't shake off the eerie feeling that had settled within him after witnessing the horrors in the secret room.
As he lay in the dimly lit room, his thoughts raced. He knew he couldn't stop now, not when he had uncovered such disturbing truths about the group. There was a dangerous game afoot, and he was determined to see it through to the end, no matter the cost.
