Cyril's POV
I had fallen asleep with my head on the counter when I felt a slight tap on my right shoulder. The voice echoing was a male voice. Lifting my head with my eyes barely opening, I tried squinting to see the figure that stood before me. All I saw was two figures with three eyes each.
I couldn't particularly tell whether they were human or not. All I know is that I didn't see things right like I was supposed to. I stretched my hand to grab the bottle of whiskey I was drinking from before I dosed off.
But then my hand felt so heavy all of a sudden. I let go of the bottle before I could take a hint about who was standing before me.
“That's enough, Cyril.” A soft voice spoke calmly to me. “It's Tatiana,” she said. “We've been looking all over for you.”
I couldn't hear her clea
