"There's more, Dustan."
Ash spoke softly as he brought something out of his coat pocket.
It was a small device, having the lens of a camera, but appearing so dark and inconspicuous that it could be mistaken for a black ball.
"Do you know what this is?"
Dustan squinted as he looked at the object, clearly not recognizing it. However, due to his influx of emotions, and the very aggravated state that had now consumed him, he didn't care about any of that.
Instead, he glared at Ash and spoke.
"Don't change the topic! You ruined lives and used me to do it… that's despica—"
"I'm not changing the topic, Dustan…" Ash smiled, returning to the bed as he caressed the ball in his hand.
Once his butt plopped on the slightly hardened mattress, he raised the ball up high.
"You might want to sit down for what I'm about to show you…"
