"Hehehe, I have memories of you,"
"Can't say that I am flattered by that," Bruce said while shrugging. "I prefer to be popular with the ladies that mommy milkers."
Despite his nonsense, Bruce felt like he heard that voice before, and he was surprised to see the guy that tried to mess with him on the night the monsters appeared.
As Bruce focused his gaze on his adversary, his eyes widened in surprise and unease. The figure standing before him appeared to be human, but there was something undeniably unsettling about him. A large grin adorned his face, giving him an eerie and sinister appearance. However, it was the man's eyes that sent a chill down Bruce's spine.
Pitch-black and devoid of any discernible emotion, the man's eyes seemed to pierce through the darkness, radiating an ominous and malevolent aura. It was as if they held a glimpse into the void, a darkness that seemed to swallow all light.
