Chapter 127: The Institute (68)

A pleasant and leisurely voice hummed in the silent corridor, hands gently scratched the chin of the black cat in his hands before turning unhurriedly into the next corner. The heavy darkness seemed to shy away briefly wherever he passed, only after his footsteps had disappeared would it come creeping silently back into the lifeless walls. The man wore a long white lab coat, the broad shoulders hidden beneath it was bursting with strength.

His gait was akin to taking a calm stroll by a peaceful stream. He passed the bloodied walls, walked past the open room doors, avoided a glass shard on the ground, and stepped into the cold basement. With lips subtly lifted, and his features were schooled in pleasantry he moved both hands to gently fondle the cat.