Peterson's POV.
"What do you know about the committee of six, Peterson?"
I heard a husky voice from behind, causing me to turn around quickly in defense as I raised my eyebrows.
I couldn't see who the person was because of how dark my room was. I quickly stretched my hand to the switch but then, my table lamp wasn't there any longer.
I jolted up with full speed as I reached for the switch on the wall to turn on my room light but then, it wouldn't come on.
"Who are you?"
I turned around this time around as I frowned. "I… I guess you are the unknown person who texted me earlier." I scoffed as I stood firmly, ready to defend myself.
"Can you not try any harder?"
The man said groggily this time around as he remained there, only his long thick coat was visible and from his chest upwar
