"WHO DARES!?"
Lith sighed hearing that. "Not again…"
He was questioned about the same thing so many times now that he lost count of it.
'Why do these people say such a cliché line every damn time?' He wondered.
Lith looked around, wondering where the voice came from.
He didn't find the source, but he found a dark storm not too far away in the consciousness of the human he was inside of.
There shouldn't be storms in one's consciousness as normally, it is an empty sky filled with clouds of memories and a deep ocean beneath them, which in turn would lead to the subconscious of a person.
Different people had different forms but in general, everyone had an empty sky where the clouds were memories and an ocean which was their subconscious.
Within the oceans there would be many whirlpools, each whirlpool would depict what a person had in the deepest parts of his memories.