Inside Lucian's house, deep within the basement…
The room was completely covered in darkness, and all the lights were off.
Silence lingered inside the space, wrapping around the walls and the floor.
Everything was still.
And in that dim darkness lay a man with black hair, a thin sheet over him, covering his upper frame.
Lucian.
His eyes trembled, as if caught in a restless nightmare—or as though something unseen in the waking world was disturbing his sleep.
His body shifted uncomfortably against the bedsheet that was laid out on the floor.
"Hm…?"
A quiet murmur slipped from his lips, barely audible.
His voice was rough with sleep as his brows twitched, furrowing together.
Slowly, his eyelids twitched before he blinked his eyes open, staring up at the dusty roof above.
Leaning forward, he pushed himself up, sitting properly upright, stretching his arm faintly.
After blinking a few more times, he turned his head instinctively, tilting to the side.
