My system was reassuring me that the dead body won't do anything.
It reassured me like a girlfriend reassuring her boyfriend that her relationship with her gym trainer is strictly professional.
I also reassured myself that the dead body won't do anything.
The System reassured me with full confidence and I was also gaining belief little by little that the dead body won't do anything.
But then apart from my system, someone else reassured me as well.
And I would have been fully confident that the dead body won't do anything if not for the dead body telling me that itself!
What the fuck was going on?
I wasn't hearing things was I?
And forget hearing, I was seeing things as well.
A blue hologram stood in the corner of the cell and freaking shit, it was waving at me with the smile of a professional therapist without the 'the.'
It was a man.
He had a brown coat, brown shirt and brown pants and brown shoes.
