Before I knew it, my body was lifted and my scenery changed. This went on for several minutes until we eventually came to a stop.
"Huff."
I stumbled forward slightly.
When all was said and done and I managed to recover my bearings, I looked up to see the hooded figure staring at me without saying a single word.
"....."
However, there was something about that gaze that felt familiar.
'....What do I do now?'
I was in a bit of a slump at the moment. From the way he was looking at me, it seemed as though he knew me.
Or more specifically, the previous Julien.
The problem was...
'I have no idea what his relationship with the previous Julien is.'
Were they friends? Colleagues? Enemies...?
Furthermore, if they knew each other, wouldn't it be easy for him to tell that I wasn't the real Julien? The more I thought about the situation, the tenser my body became.
"....."
