'Please, come inside. I do not mean any harm... yet.'
The moment that broken, deep, and slow voice reached Alex's head, his body froze in shock. He did move in a moment, but in those seconds that passed, many things went through Alex's head.
'He can enter my mind?'
'How is he doing that? Mind control?'
'Is this creature that strong? Should I just move out of here? And what does that 'yet' in the end mean? Is that thing not sure, or is it just making up excuses?'
Alex could tell that those words were true, and he knew who was speaking them. He could feel it—it was like a string connecting him to the creature. The string was just hanging to his body, and it seemed to be waiting for Alex to hold it.
'Or is that 'yet' at the end there just so that I wouldn't be able to judge it a truth or lie.'
This was the thing that made Alex's vigilance, which was already high, reach its peak, and he was already preparing for retreat.
