Chapter 87: 87- He Who Haunts

Adaloun could've just ignored the pleas of the young girl. Why not? He did it once before during one of his reincarnations because the king said it was all for the gods. His memory flashed before his very eyes. The slaves were whipped in front of them in the banquet because the gods requested it to be so. He did nothing for those slaves, a regret he brought with him until now.

He followed the wailing echoes across the hallway. Adaloun hastily ran through the dark corridors, turning at every corner while continuously tracking the voice of the poor girl. He heard it again, this time it was louder. He knew that he was close to where the girl was. He made another turn until finally, he arrived at the end of a hallway where there was nothing but a single door on sight.