Chapitre 59: Into The Depths

I hesitated, the eerie quiet of the place unsettling me. But something in his tone made it impossible to argue, so I reluctantly followed him deeper into the maze of painted walls.

The hiss of paint hitting the wall startled me at first, but then I froze, unable to move. My hand trembled, and I clenched it tightly around the can, but nothing happened.

Sylus stepped closer, his presence warm and steady behind me. One hand rested lightly on my waist, the other guiding the hand holding the can. His breath brushed against my ear as he whispered, "Let me do it with you."

I swallowed hard, trying to will myself into action, but the tension in my body refused to ease.

Sylus sighed and pulled away, the loss of his warmth somehow making the moment more unsettling. He stood there for a moment, looking at me, his eyes unreadable. Then he spoke, his voice low and serious.