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This will be a problem. -Nikael thought when reading the note, while exploring the city. -If I'm not mistaken, even my intuition tells me it was him.
Nikael knew that the probability that El Mocus's murderer was Sam was very high.
Miriam, who had explored for several days after separating from Nikael, finally managed to find the other human.
Lizet was in a restaurant; Miriam entered very carefully, appearing somewhat shy when asking:
-Hello, you are human, right?
Lizet, who was pointing her shotgun at him, answered with obvious distrust:
-That's right, who are you?
-She is nervous, she is about to break; he was a better option; It doesn't matter, I'll use what there is. -Miriam thought and then responded with a low and somewhat broken voice:
-I, I am Miriam, I was on vacation and I woke up in this horrible place.
Miriam began to pretend to cry; Lizet lowered the shotgun, approached Miriam and said in a soft voice:
-I'm sorry, I didn't want to scare you more; I know, this place is horrible. Come, eat a little, in the end we don't know what will happen tomorrow.
As Miriam followed her, without lowering her guard, towards the restaurant kitchen, she thought: -She's stupid! Or is it a facade?!
Lizet served him rice, with stews and meat, handed it to him on the table and said:
-I don't know if it's good, I cooked it myself.
-Thank you. -Miriam responded, then began to eat, tasting the first bite very carefully, to make sure it was not poisoned.
At dusk, Nikael was on the terrace of a five-story building, counting the ammunition and weapons.
-I have to survive with this. -Nikael thought.
Nikael lay down on a wool blanket and wrapped himself up. He had a gun in his right hand and squeezed the bag on his abdomen until he fell asleep.
Sam, unconcerned, was sitting in a metal chair looking at the weapons on the shelves and on the table. Sam had locked all the entrances to the armory, the only exception being the main entrance. At nine o'clock at night Sam felt a sudden drowsiness, smiled, got up, sat on the floor with his back against a wall, extended his arms towards the floor to touch it with the palm of his hands while thinking:
-We'll see how my bet turns out. In the end, I know it will be fun.
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"Welcome to Infernal City"