You had stared at the man sitting down in the chair below you, his legs spread out wide for some odd reason. He seemed excited.

His hands were behind the back of the chair as he smiled weakly with blood dripping off his face. You need information about The Decay of Angels but this clown refused to provide it and any sort of violence ensued against him made him moan in pleasure.

You had stopped as it all felt hopeless, you felt disgusted with the man.

“Awee.. Come on..”