Change of mind

But Morgiana didn't feel that bad. At least, there is that person under the rubble. Perhaps he'll squeeze more information than the woman?

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Fred headed to an abandoned factory. Slightly far away from the city. He looked around the building, the outside was growing with vines. Cracks on the wall, worn-out paint, and empty windows leaving a few fragments of glass.

After a brief observation, he entered and was welcomed with a sense of something watching from him.

Normal people would turn around as fast as possible but Fred knew doing that would harm him. He would be lying if he was comfortable with someone crept behind him and he couldn't even turn around.

Fred went further into the building. He arrived at what appeared to be the production area.

He stopped walking and took a deep breath with eyes closed. He slowly breathe out and opened his eyelids.