The stronghold of the sufferers was gloomy and dark, which made their brilliant character all the more precious. Such a shadowy and secluded alley was enough to bring tranquility to any normal human. As Lyle stepped into its darkness, the walls on either side were topped with a glow that lit the city, providing just enough faint light in the alley to make out one's surroundings. It was there that Lyle spotted what seemed to be the person waiting for him.
Within the dark, a shapely shadow loomed, a slender woman dressed as raggedly as a sufferer, but the pair of eyes behind the mask, sparkling like cat eyes in the dark, had a sly gleam. She leaned against the wall, displaying her attractive curves, and when Lyle appeared, she gracefully yet eerily walked towards him.
There was something unspeakable in those eyes that made Lyle feel off, "Hello, ma'am, do we know each other?"
