Replica Activation, Day Eight, Noon.
The sky began to rain.
The misty air had very low visibility, lightning danced wildly like silver snakes in the sky, and the rain curtain had merged into an indistinct mix of black and gray.
In the rain, two gray-black figures walked forward.
Su Ming'an's black hair stuck wetly to his head, he was carrying Alice, walking step by step forward.
The mechanical wheelchair needed recharging, and having found nowhere to do so for eight days, it was temporarily out of service. Su Ming'an was using his legs to find the Church, thankfully after using the Teleportation Talisman, the distance was not far.
"...Alice," Su Ming'an whispered, "Are you still cold?"
"..."
Alice did not respond. Except for a brief nod when Su Ming'an asked if she wanted to go back, she had been sleeping the entire time. Her Soul Mark was in the hands of the Church, and now she was much like Su Ming'an had been days ago when he was controlled, akin to a vegetative state.
