~EGON’S POV~
The bone-chilling, wet floor in conjunction with the dreary setting leaves me pinned to the bars of my cell, peering in all directions in fearful curiosity. What's even worse is that the Cimmerian corridors do not allow any penetration of vision, making me think long and hard about the identity of the people heading my way.
The suspense isn’t sustained for too long as the intruders walk towards the barely illuminated cell, and the persons of interest are revealed to be Cillian and his Delta, Andrew Perry, who invade my cell with a scarce apprehension about being attacked, probably believing that they are safe since I am under constraints, an error only a dimwit like Cillian is expected to make.
“You have certainly the most amusing expression on your face ……
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