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A Truth
The clothes I had changed into after my bath back at the mansion couldn't fight off the chilly tunnel wasn't just from itself. The jeans and t-shirt were unable to help as my body felt flushed and drained as I stared at nothing wide-eyed and shocked. The blue-eyed person carried me with ease, no hesitation and no falters.
"Why....?" My voice was off pitch and shaking as if I was having my own personal earthquake.
"To be honest, I am not to sure why Lucifer wants you. Unless that was a nasty trick from Belial. Or maybe from Samael himself. That's what I am hoping to find out." The tunnel started to get brighter. The soft light made the black shadowy walls look like a deep gray. The gloomy atmosphere reflecting my own storm inside.
"Where are we going...?"
"Oh, now you ask that, eh?" I grimaced and looked down the tunnel. "...We are going to my place. Well, technically just a cave I
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