Chapter 111: Zin

Dame and Zin were sitting in the living room, lounging around. The tension in the room was palpable, and Dame kept trying to break the silence, thinking about what Zin was trying to tell him earlier. He tried to connect with him mentally; however, Zin made sure that he wouldn't succeed with it, closing his mind to anyone else, even Derrick.

"Zin, what is going on?" Dame asked for the umpteenth time. He rolled his eyes and looked at the stairs leading to the rooms on the second floor. "Miss Lyra has been inside their room for a long time now. What do you fear? She won't be able to hear us from here. What do you want to tell me earlier?"

Zin shifted in his seat, his eyes darting around the place nervously. "I don't know, Dame. I just have a bad feeling about all of this." He looked into Dame's eyes as if he should realize something from his words.

Dame frowned. "What kind of bad feeling?" he asked. "Also, stop rolling your eyes at me as if I should have gotten it by now when you haven't