A Game of Chess from the Deceased

Just as Benjamin was stuck with confusion, a voice suddenly spoke from behind him, causing both him and the person in charge of the Black Operation to jump in shock.

"Hi." The two of them turned around in astonishment, only to see Miles. They did not know when he had popped out; he was now leaning against the corner of the wall in the room, speaking in a nonchalant manner. "It's been a long time since we've met. You seem to living quite comfortably here."

Benjamin blanked out for a few seconds, before letting out a sigh of relief.

"You've finally awakened," he shook his head helplessly, saying, "the Academy had sent word to me before this, saying that the treatment had originally still been ongoing, but you'd suddenly disappeared from the sickbed. You barely left a footprint behind. They'd even thought that some elemental mutation had occurred and wanted to send people out in search of you. But... I knew that you must've awoken and ran off on your own."