May 13th, 216
Iron Dark City
Royal Palace of the Demon King
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7 was all alone in the secret room, reading story books that Ms. Everette brought him the other day. After a few moments, he dropped the book and lay down in bed. He looked at the gray ceiling.
"When will 14 return?" He whispered in the air. His eyes started to feel heavy, sleep was already calling out for him. However, the moment he closed his eyes, fragments of memories came to his mind. It was all tinted with red color and shrill cries. This woke him up right away.
He sat down panting really hard. Cold sweats dripped on his forehead as he clutched his heart. It was beating fast. He couldn't clearly see what was in those memories, however, those memories felt sad and painful. He was not sleepy anymore.
"7?"
He was immediately taken from his stupor when a familiar voice resounded.