Chapitre 301: Dark Rooms

"How does some food sound?" Penelope asked after labeling the vials of blood and dropping them into her pocket. "Any requests?"

August grimaced thinking about what might sound good as her eyes drifted back over the ceiling. Her stomach felt a little off. "Maybe just… crackers?"

"Crackers?" Penelope repeated. "That's it? Are you not feeling well? You should be starving," she chuckled.

"Maybe some soup or tea if you have some," she added, and Penelope noticed the sour expression on her face.

"Okay, no problem. I'll see what I can do," she squeezed August's arm and walked out of the hall.

On the other side of the door, Zagan was waiting. His hair and eyes had started to take on a dull gray appearance in the 24 hours since she had seen him last. Penelope's gaze darted away from him as she continued walking down to the lab he had shown her the day before. There was a lifeless quality to his stare that completely unnerved her.