Daniel grinded his teeth. "Don't mention that woman's name. That was years ago…"
The figure chuckled. "Alright, I'll spare you the heartache, but remember: you only have three months to finish the serum. After that, we can finally begin the next phase."
Intently, I strained to catch their conversation—but then, the figure vanished, leaving only a faint trace of its rotten smell.
Teleportation? Or a stealth ability like mine? I couldn't tell. Whatever it was, I was lucky I hadn't made a move.
Under the bed, I waited a few more minutes, just to be safe.
Careful not to disturb even a single dust mote, I pushed myself upright.
Shadow Aura clung to me like a second skin, hiding my outline in the darkness.
The faint moonlight spilling through the curtains provided some light, revealing Daniel hunched in his chair, still trembling from the encounter.
I raised my hand, ready to pin him down right there—but his next action made me pause.
