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Now that we no longer had a way to talk through our thoughts, I found myself thinking about what he would be doing at that moment. Would Octavius have already ended all the patience and good will of the archangel? Or were they too busy trying to prevent Tennebris and Kleyphon from snapping each other? Whatever the scenario, it would still be hilarious for me, so I laughed. The sound of my voice echoed absurdly in the bathroom, and again I had that strange feeling of being watched. I turned my eyes to the coat hanging on the wall, but it remained motionless.

Shaking my head, I turned off the water and began to dry myself, wrapping the towel around my body. I was already going out the door. I was already very close to simply leaving, when I noticed a different, fragrant breeze, in a smell that I knew very well. So, I turned to look. There was nothing, but I took a step forward, standing aside for the mirror and the coat on the wall. Again the feeling of being watched, now even stronger.