"PAUSE", the red-haired fella's voice echoed out. "What now? We have been slacking off this whole time." Yhur turned around with a pissed off face which he couldn't control.
Riku was meant to say that choosing the door at random would not be the smartest of choices. Who might know if there were to be such danger in one door compared to the other? Knowing that how risky it is, having Jun, a person who is completely unfamiliar with the current world choose and end up picking the wrong door would only be too dangerous.
"So as I say, we should first analyze which is the least risky option fo-" "I call dibs for the first one." Yhur got tired of the endless yapping.
Flabbergasted, the two other people have not went in the doors. "So-" "The fourth door seem pretty sturdy so please don't mind me." Mac quickly went. Now it was finally the two of them, Jun and Riku. "Jun plea-" "3 have been a pretty unlucky number for me so I'm going to the second one! See you in the other side maybe?" Jun goes in the second door. Leaving the Vice-Guard of Euthyia have no other options than the third door.
Twisting the door handle, but before going in he shouted, "WHY DO THOSE THREE NEVER LISTEN?"
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Inside the doors was once again, long seemingly endless hallway. The only difference was that there's functioning light bulbs.
The earbuds allow them to be able to communicate which they update their surroundings every chance. Long wooden walls, dusty short tables and cobwebs stuck on paintings and picture frames. It was the same description each four of them have seen.
"Anything strange?" Riku asked through the erabuds, only to be answered that nothing was strange going on. When are the clones going to appear? Will it be unexpected or will it just appear as if they have been there since the last decade? The setting was if it was a scene in very low budgeted horror movie.
Though as they stopped at the same time, there was finally something strange going on. Unexpectedly, only the three except for Jun is currently experiencing it. "Are you all seeing this?" Mac asked. "How strange." Yhur answered.
A mirror? Was it some kind of process to make clones from them?
"I'm sorry." Jun talked, "But I don't see a mirror here?" He blankly stared at the big room he end up being in. Unlike the others, he ended up arriving in a room around the same size as where they first arrived, rather a hallway, there was a door in the middle of the room.
Yet no mirrors. Yhur immediately realised the situation. "They're not mirrors, they're clones!"
All of a sudden, the clones moved unlike them (because they previously thought it was a mirror). Causing them to defend themselves from being injured by the said clones. As expected, the clones moves exactly like how they would fight. It would be nearly impossible to defeat someone who is literally yourself.
"Clone?" Jun blurted out. Yet there was none for him. All there was is a single room specifically for him. Was it somehow because he chose a lucky door? Or was it even worse?
Then it went silent. Or more like there was no sound coming from his earbud. Even after trying to adjust in his ear, there was still no sound.
But it felt warm, a warm liquid running through his hands? He looks down to his hand to his palm, it was dripping in blood from his right ear. "Eh? Blood?" A confused stance was all he could do. "How is there bloo-" his sentence got cut as he suddenly jumps away.
By a blade perhaps, his right shoulder was as well cut just like his inner ear. Looking around the room, there was not even a single soul.
"Why am I assigned to take care of someone I have no intel on?" A voice come from the door in the middle of the room.
A child? No, just short. Shorter than Yhur by some inches. Their face was not too visible as it was covered by overgrown, fluffy hair as well as a black mask, covered just like their whole entire body except for one certain part.
A strange mark just on their arm as if it was some kind of logo. Who exactly was this person? One of the advantage-rs involved in the case that they have previously discussed perhaps. But yet, why was he the only person to have met another person and not a clone?
Who cares, Jun thought. He was willing and even tried to convince Yhur to let him join their task. It would be too humiliating if he were to simply back down like an idiotic coward.
It was also a good timing to test his brand new weapon—