"Get out! Get out! Get out!"
The hoarse voice repeated endlessly, echoing in the confined space as if it sought to become a prison that suffocated Lucian's existence. The surrounding air grew increasingly cold and damp, so it felt like it could freeze anyone instantly.
Lucian gazed at the countless eyes with an indescribable expression. "Sister, don't you recognize me anymore? Sister..."
Tears welled up and streamed down his face as he spoke, falling to the ground and transforming into pearl-like beads scattered across the floor. Their tiny sounds seemed almost insignificant against the relentless curses filling the space. Yet, a miracle occurred — the cursing gradually faded, leaving only the wide, unblinking eyes staring at Lucian, their gaze filled with greed so intense it seemed they wanted to devour him whole.
