C208 I will Accompany You Until You Are Drunk.
Hollis stood on the staircase, his dark eyes fixed on the man at the entrance who wore a mocking grin. He remained silent, not uttering a single word for a long stretch of time.
The air hung with an eerie stillness, reminiscent of the deceptive calm before a storm.
Butler Hayes felt an urge to avoid the confrontation, his steps as heavy as if they were nailed to the floor, immovable