Number 46 could hear the pacing footsteps around him. After a while, it got to him. His head hurt and his temples were throbbing. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer. "Stop pacing! Can't you just sit down and be still!" he shouted at Number 45.
Number 45 stopped immediately. Her oval face was expressionless. They caught each other's gaze midair. Only then did Number 46 notice that the pupils of her eyes had shrunk into just a small dot on her sclera. She stared straight at him, and he knew that gaze wasn't one which belonged to a being of the same species.
He shuddered. Despite her outer appearance, she wasn't human. Furthermore, with the current condition of his body, he couldn't even compete with a duoluozhong in terms of strength.
"Let me think of a way out of this," Number 46 lowered his voice, "I don't think this pocket dimension would force us into a dead end."
