𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙡 ♥︎

Chapter 40: Hello? Hello Hello?

Guess I'll just need to bite through it and drift away...

For just a bit...

Slowly, I lower myself to the ground and rest my head on top of my hand.

I kick my feet around until I find a comfortable position to rest within and then close my eyes gently.

I control my breathing to a point where my body loosens up and relaxes.

A technique Andersen taught me when I was having trouble falling asleep. It was rather effective at eliminating the problem.

Now, I can fall asleep in 5 minutes tops.

Adding the fact that I am somewhat exhausted, this shouldn't take too...

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''Zzzzz...'' Y/n begins snoring quietly from his corner of the room.

Nobody notices him asleep. This is the perfect moment for him to go in.

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Five small Raptures with 3 antennas poking out of each of their heads walk alongside a paved pathway inside an abandoned city.

Their movements are not erratic at all, more so synchronized with one another as they patrol around.

Their cores, instead of flashing red or green, emit a soft cyan-blue color.

No doubt about it, these are the Distortion Rapture type. Part of the Husk Class, the only difference being that these beings do not attack.

They are fully incapable of doing so. Instead, the only thing they can do is increase the flow of Alva Particles, distorting electronics and communication lines.

One of them stops abruptly, prompting the others to also do the same and look at him.

''Kree!'' It wails a high-pitched screech, sounding distressed.

It begins to move in an erratic manner, waving around its arachnid limbs while also continuing to screech.

One of the other Raptures goes up to him, but instead of also screeching, this one begins to flash its core in a peculiar manner.

From the way it is executed, it may seem similar to Morse Code.

Flash, stop, flash again, but in different sequences.

The first Rapture then also begins to flash its core, this time a lot faster all the while making beeping noises.

It's... Wrong...

It's scared.

Something must've happened.

But before the others could also apply to join the conversation, one of them is immediately shot down from afar.

This alerts the other four, who quickly notice due to the loud noise and begin to scamper away.

Unfortunately, their way is intercepted by a figure. A figure donned in black and red military attire, with long and wavy hair.

They stop in their tracks and instantly begin to move the other way.

But alas, they get intercepted once again. This time by a woman with brown hair and sunglasses, wearing a military vest.