Strange indeed

Vinny wandered around the room, offering gentle words of comfort. He placed a reassuring hand on a young special force woman's shoulder, his voice soft as he whispered words of encouragement.

He slowly stood up, his joints cracking softly as he unfolded his frame and cautiously made his way to the door, his eyes fixed as he glanced into the hallway, scanning for any sign of the guards' imposing presence.

The hallway was as quiet as a graveyard, as if no one was living there.

The dark hallway didn't help to ease the uneasiness that he felt.

He went back into the room and noticed everyone drifting to sleeping, the tiredness showing on their faces.

Vinny wasn't in the mood to sleep and so he sat down, his gaze fixed on Atticus'.

Since he was an elder in the MPK and also a level above him, he couldn't just approach Atticus for a conversation.

Vinny coughed violently in order to get his attention.

Fortunately, old Mr Atticus turned back his head to look at Vinny.

There was a cup of water
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