He will never awaken again.

Spiraling events of controversial acts. Who would've suspected as such? Sigma never presented himself as Sigma, detached from society, and awkwardly silent. Next, his unfathomable disappearance from his occupation.

When having realised, you decided to promptly seek his presence, the overwhelming desire to seek answers to unanswered questions during an interrogative introduction becoming a necessity. It took ages, and time passed for eternity, as you sought the comfort of the arms that previously embraced you.

However, it drastically failed, as the previous casino manager was no more, after revealing his identity, seemingly rehearsed with a devoted manipulative undertone. The pieces of the puzzle clicked like explosive kicks to the ribs; Fyodor had transferred his consciousness to Sigma.

"Shh. Let's leave now, don't perform a hassle." He warned, his long, lithe finger was protruding to press against the soft mattress of his lips, warning you to stay silent.