Darkness enveloped this sinister, deathly silent hotel, the deep corridors and a series of tightly shut doors added several degrees of horror to the place.
On the walls, on the carpets, suspicious dark black marks could be seen everywhere.
"Whew!"
The smoker tiptoed down the corridor, moving swiftly along.
The atmosphere, akin to a horror movie set, did not affect him at all.
Whether it was his heartbeat, his breathing, or his movements, he had adjusted them all to the optimal state upon entering the hotel.
At this moment, he was like a shadow in the night, silent and elusive, impossible to capture.
The mission... it meant a substantial reward.
Especially the kind that the moment it's completed, one becomes the center of attention—it was even more enticing.
It was just a matter of finding Lucy and coercing her, not too difficult...
As long as he wasn't discovered.