The floors were creaking, and he was humming, The dried blood under his left eye from the incident, He heard footsteps and a click of a flashlight, He stood up, holding his dead rose. He looked outside his room, Seening a human with a flashlight, He didn't know who they were but he stood outside his room, Looking at the human "May... I ask... Whø you are?..." His voice was gentle, Not seeming like he was gonna hurt the human
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