Victor has been sitting beside Kyrell for quite a while now. She has already slept and she reeks of alcohol. Well it's not like Victor wasn't smelling the same.
Victor gently pushed himself away from Kyrell. She looked so peaceful as she sleeps. She seemed like an angel. Victor quietly explored the room. Each corner was carefully inspected by Victor. He went near the screen. It turned on and he was shocked when he saw himself.
He surely was being watched. He clenched his fists as he wanted to punch the screen. He was about to hit it when Bill showed up.
"You can't do anything to it." Bill sighs.
"Why not?" Victor goes nearer to him.
"I've tried. It doesn't work." Bill says.
"Why are you here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be hiding?" Victor asks with a silent tone.
"You're sc
