Awake

Arc 2, Chapter 37 — AWAKE. 

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Silent Night… Holy Darkened Night…

All is still, but shadows bite. 

In a cavernous egg-shaped expanse, a young man lay motionless with a peaceful face. 

His chest was bare, his only attire being a pair of loose, baggy and airy pants. 

His abs were defined, every ridge a perfect indication of his exquisite physique. 

"Mmmm…" 

The boy furrowed his brows in waking vigilance. 

Then, his eyes—sharp and predatory—slid open with a glint of wariness. 

'Where am I?' 

He did not stir beyond that initial motion, his body remaining perfectly still. 

Only his gaze moved, sweeping its reach across the immaculate room he now found himself in. 

Picture an ant at the base of an egg. 

That's how Levon felt within the oval, immaculate room that left much to the imagination.