After taking out the last batch of children, Neven travelled through his dark space again, back to the hall to get the remaining nine. But as he moved closer to the hall, in a hallway, he soon sensed a presence that made him raise a brow.
'A baby?' He thought. But sticking his head out of the space, through the ground, what he saw was no baby. It was a man wearing a black suit and a slicked orange hair with fades on the sides. This man resembled the first of the Black-ranks he had met today day, it was Enzo, but with orange hair.
Realising what it was, Neven was soon faced with another problem: the clone was walking towards the hall. But there was an even bigger problem now that he had stuck his head out, and that was the fact that the clone was staring right into Neven's eyes.
"Hey, how're you doing?" Neven asked.
