Chapter 8 : The Second Survivor

Lloyd was still, so still, that he could hear the wind rustling between him and... he still couldn't believe it

Completely forgetting the things that their things were lying across the floor, both men would rise simultaneously, their gazes locked.

Both men had the exact same look on their faces, the look of men who had just seen a ghost.

"Lloyd... is that... you?" asked Mason, his voice conveying his shock.

“Uncle Mason?” Lloyd’s voice was cool, but Mason could still hear the alarm in them.

"We can't talk here" said Mason, looking around himself in suspicion.

He had absolutely not accounted for something as significant as Lloyd showing up, so he wanted to make sure they were alone.

"Lets go to the inner cafeteria, it's more private" offered Mason, as he quickly gathered his things, before heading back into the mall.

Lloyd was incredibly suspicious of this entire situation, but he was more curious than he was suspicious, so he decided to follow him.

Once they were both seated at the in

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