This is a very dark place, with no lights on and almost no light source. It is like a corner that is ignored by the world, hidden in the middle of the market.
They walked through a dark corridor. The doors and windows along the way were old and worn, and there was no breath of life in every room. Water was dripping from the eaves, pattering like some kind of rhythmic movement.
Before entering the door, the sound of something breaking could be heard.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
The man's voice was followed by a series of crashing noises, which sounded like something that had been stacked together was roughly kicked to the ground by him.
"It's terrible." The man groaned vaguely, "It feels really annoying to stay in this place all day long without being able to tear anything apart..."
"Calm down, Qasim." A woman's voice sounded, "As I said, it's not the time yet. It's very stupid to rush into the human world without knowing anything about it. Don't be like that annoying little girl.
....."
"Leila?"
When he mentioned this man named Qasim, he became even more angry.
"Only she is free outside, but we have to be here all the time." Qasim's voice became more and more unclear, "Go to hell, die, die!"
Then there was the sound of a blunt impact, as if something was broken. The whole room seemed to shake, and dust fell from the roof.
"Qasim."
The woman's voice rose several times. The man named Qasim grunted dullly again and did not answer, but it seemed that he had restrained himself from the movement.
"Try not to tear this place down. We still need it. It would be bad if it collapses and attracts too much attention." The woman's voice became gentler and she continued, "Don't worry, we will settle the score with the little girl.
of.
She will learn the importance of listening..."
Layla walked into the dark room expressionlessly and stood gloomily in the corner of the shadows.
"I'm here." She said coldly, "Just tell me what you want."
"Oh? Just mentioned..."
The woman sat in her seat and turned sideways, revealing half of her broad mind.
The muscular man leading the way in front of Leila walked up to the woman and showed a smile: "I brought her back."
"Well done, Usak." The woman smiled, "I knew I could count on you."
The man named Usak couldn't help but smile, as if there was nothing more pleasant in the world. He stood on the side of the woman's chair and seemed to be trying to make his posture more natural, but he seemed to be unable to resist in the end.
The temptation of living in a bottomless ravine. He had a strange expression and a certain smile on his face.
It seems that maybe he is having some kind of dream of being welcomed along the street and walking alone on the highway.
Layla did not hide her contempt for him.
Oh, isn’t it just big?
What's so good about it? It won't bore you to death.
boring.
"Do you have anything to say?" The woman in the seat looked at her.
The girl glanced at her but said nothing.
"You are causing trouble for us." The woman said rudely, "I have emphasized it many times, keep a low profile, and keep a low profile. It has been too long since the last time I woke up from this sleep, and threats have begun to appear in the human world.
And the strongest among us is too far away from the goal of complete resurrection, and even the few of us together can't make a complete body..."
"That's why we need nourishment, right?" Layla's voice was devoid of warmth, "Without nourishment, without nourishment from human emotions, we will never reach the state we need.
So I went out and actively collected it to help me get back to my best condition faster - just when you were all cowering here and not daring to go out."
The irritable man named Qasim from behind spoke: "I think she has a point. We really shouldn't keep..."
"Shut up, Qasim."
The woman in the seat scolded him impatiently, and Qasim immediately fell silent.
"Of course, restoring strength is the top priority. I never said that wasn't necessary." The woman said coldly, "But not in such a ostentatious way.
You've drawn too much attention, and will likely bring destruction before you can regain enough strength - or worse, implicate us.
So this is not just your business, bitch. I suggest you think very, very carefully before every action you take and every word you say."
Leila looked at her indifferently. Their eyes met in the air, and neither of them spoke for a moment. There was silence in the dark room, except for the drops of water on the eaves outside the door, pattering on the ground.
After a long while, Layla continued to speak and chuckled.
"It seems that in this form you have wasted too much essence on those two useless lumps of fat, and you have no courage left at all." She sarcastically said, "Maybe you are no longer suitable to be the person who makes decisions, Ophelia.
"
Before the woman could speak, Usak, who seemed to be immersed in the dream of walking alone on the road, suddenly took a step forward.
"Take that back."
Usak seemed to have suddenly changed. His voice dropped sharply, coldly and deeply, and even the temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees.
"What? Can't accept the satire on your beloved Lady Ophelia?" Layla ignored his threatening gaze and said calmly.
Usak's face became even more gloomy. He took a step forward, as if he was about to take action if he disagreed, but was stopped by Ophelia.
"Forget it Usak, there's no need."
Ophelia lazily moved into the seat, and the half-exposed headlights swayed violently.
"You seem to have a lot of objections to us." Ophelia looked at the girl, "Yes, I know you were like this before, but you didn't react so violently when you woke up this time."
Leila's eyes slowly swept over the remaining three people in the room, her eyes as cold as if they were looking at dead objects.
"Of course. Look at you, look at yourselves, half dead and pretending. We all know what's going on, deep down we all know what we are.
But what did you do? You pretended not to know. Yeah, acted like everything was normal, like we were supposed to be like that. Haha, what a big joke. Look at yourselves, how pathetic, pretending like you
To care... it's disgusting."
Her tone became lower and lower, and her expression looked more and more disgusted.
No one spoke.
All three people's eyes were focused on her, but no one said a word to refute.
After a while, Ophelia leaned back in the chair and raised her long legs with proud double curves.
"You know when you say that," she said slowly, "you're counting yourself in it, right?"
Leila looked straight at her, expressionless, and said nothing. But her eyes said everything.
The two looked at each other in silence for a moment.
"Okay." Ophelia said calmly, "We have nothing more to say."
"Yeah." Layla also said, "There's nothing more to say."
This was the only moment in the conversation where both sides reached agreement.
The girl in the dress turned around and left the room without looking back.
The remaining three people in the darkness were silent for a while, and there was only the sound of water droplets lapping from the eaves to the ground.
...
It was a dark night, with no moon and no starlight. The girl walked alone on the quiet street in the dead of night, alone, and her shadow was stretched very long by the street lights.
She didn't seem to know where she was going, nor did she have a clear direction, she just moved forward mechanically.
Where else could she go? She didn't belong to this era, this world, or anywhere. She wasn't even human, she just made herself look like they were, but she knew that wasn't true.
She kept walking until she was forced to stop.
The streetlight went out with a snap.
The girl stopped and slowly raised her head.
In the darkness, her eyes lit up with a slight blue light.
A bat in the dark was reflected in the eyes.
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