Counter 17: Crimson Flood I
Thirty-five minutes after two o’clock in the afternoon
Library area
Emil, Primrose and Duke are lowering their guards after Wrie got rid of the threats. It is probably due to the momentary feeling of safety that they are subconsciously relaxing their defenses. After all, they are not sensing any unfamiliar presence around the area.
Prim knocks on the library’s door. “Knock, knock,” says she. “Whoever’s in there, could you open the door? We need to talk.”
“Hey, just leave them alone in there.” Emil prompts.
She turns her gaze at him pausing for few seconds. “I got a message from Azalea.” She answers casually.
“You should have said that first!” A vein pops on Emil’s forehead. “Tell us what she said.”
“Hmm… She sent me a message,” she responds while taking another bun from her bag. “There is someone inside we have to protect. Also, it got some attached files.” She looks into her phone and then she forwards the message to Emil and Duke. “Something is coming this way.”