The doors to the theater opened with a hiss as several people stumbled out.
Their faces were completely pale and their hands pressed against their mouths.
Some were whispering to themselves and others were visibly shaking.
The eerie background music still seeped out from within the dark theater, mixing with the movie's end credits.
It had been that kind of horror film… the type that lived rent-free in your mind even when you walked away.
Lucius walked out casually with Esme clinging to his arm.
The contrast between them couldn't have been more obvious. She looked like she had just crawled out of a nightmare while Lucius looked calm, even refreshed.
'Ah… I feel refreshed,' he thought with a deep breath.
He hadn't watched much of the movie, to be honest. The moment it started, he had used space to nullify both his sight and hearing, cutting off every sensory link to the screen.
