Getting back to her room in the main housing hotel, Annie tapped what seemed to be a random spot on the wall of her hotel. Abruptly, the ‘wall’ opened its eyes.
“Oh, hey, you’re already there?” The ‘wall’ talked as a man in his 20s wearing a white shirt and black pants materialized and kneeled. “Madam, good… Evening?”
“Yeah.” Annie talked in Indonesian hurriedly. “Today I found out that another organization, Puting Araw, is going to be attacked by this Kamay ng Lagim. We should help them first so that they’d see us as allies, and then join them!”
“Miss, may I?” The man respectfully asked. With Annie nodding her head, the man stood up and spoke. “I don’t think it would be wise to help this Puting Araw. First of all, we don’t know if they’re good people. Second, we’re only two pe
