King Akanji carries me down my new surrounding, everything dark. He's following king Andrew's order. He is bringing me to the cell.
I can barely see much due to my watery eyes. All I can think about is the earlier deed. I swear that I never thought things will go that way. I never knew that I would use the pistol on him. I just wanted to...I don't even know. It's useless thinking about it. I never thought about what will happen afterwards, I just took action.
I am crying into king Akanji's chest, and he is not complaining. He let me do whatever I see fit under this situation.
We enter into a new room, the place wide, I think. There's different sounds — humans, Werewolves, Vampires — entering my hearings. Those are the prisoners they have in here. Why do they keep them? To torture them
