CHAPTER DXCXLIX

(THE CHOICE)

“SAGITTARIOUS holder.”

Beatrice whispers. As she draws a sinister smile on her face and slowly turning her entire expression into a twisted one.

“Right. He should be the next perfect prey that I needed right now.”

With a giggle, she soon laughs maniacally. Her laughter that echoes all throughout the forest. Scaring the animals away, but the crows with those red blood shot eyes are somewhat making a sound that resembles a laughter, a delight and approval to Beatrice words and her dark insane mind.

“Now, if I remember correctly. During this time, I this little chance that JK made. My little piece, my chess board’s other bishop should be in that very place.”

She giggles once more and dances gracefully under the light of the bright full moon. While a little glitch is showing from time to time the reality of her original life. A background and the entire place that is covered with red and blood.

“No time to even waste. Let us head there.”

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