Staring at the slowly dipping sun over the horizon, Lucian let out a deep, long sigh.
"So that's how it is, huh?" He muttered in a low, almost inaudible voice. "27 days... I wasn't expecting it to be that long..."
He pulled his head back into the room through the window, closed it shut, and began walking towards the farthest corner of the room.
His eyes were tightly shut as he clenched his fists in silence. What he was going through right now was far more dangerous than anything he had ever seen and fought.
A danger so immense that half of mankind could die within an instant upon a single glance. A gigantic bright room with lights installed every 3 steps. Huge mirrors, a clean floor, perfectly done laundry, and not a single empty wrapper of a snack rolling around in the room...
And to make matters worse... Everything within the room... From the bedsheets to the paint on the walls... everything was Pink!
