He let out a bitter laugh, then still raised his head, looking at the darkness above, and spoke once more in a voice that remained distant, unfamiliar, as if it did not come from his own mouth.
"How long do you intend to keep me locked up?"
"Afraid to answer, are you? Afraid I'll expose your conspiracy?"
"I know you're here, no need to hide anymore. I know you're all watching, and I know what you want to do."
"Let me out."
The fragmented words came out from Axing's mouth. It seemed he had completely collapsed, speaking incoherently. Yet still, no one replied to him; this place had only him, not the others he claimed were watching him.
"I know what you're afraid of; isn't it just the fear of your conspiracy being uncovered?"
