The wind clash sharply to the window, causing for the glass to tremble in a frightening screech. Rain drops began to enter the room, coloring the light brown flooring into a darker hue but the only thing that Evangeline could focus on was the cold fingers that had wrapped around her eyes.
This voice.
It doesn't belong to Hades but the way it slithered and caused her skin to shudder, felt the same.
"Mr..."
She drawled.
"Mr Morningstar?"
She couldn't see but for a moment she could hear something that sounded like a "huh?" coming from the man behind her who was clearly taken aback by how quick she had guessed.
"What do you mean by-"
"Shh," Morningstar whispered from behind her. His purple eyes slowly shifted into the papers on the desk and immediately the ones that were empty began to slowly float from the desk, at first by a small distance until it completely float on the sky.
A paper also brushed against Evangeline's skin, making her aware of what he's trying to do.
