Outside the window, the raindrops continued to beat against the glass, resembling the music of nature itself, reminding the people inside the dim warehouse that their time was running out, each second swiftly slipping away.
"Phoenix, what do you think will happen when your sister becomes severely mentally ill, and you, her only relative she can rely on, end up in prison? How would she live in a mental institution? And as the sister of a repeat offender of the Rebirth Church, how do you think she will be treated?"
In the room, the Great Love Poet continued to press Phoenix with his melodious voice, his teary eyes seemingly full of blood vessels.
"Stop...let... let Felice go..."
His voice was faltering.
He desperately tried not to imagine the scenarios described by the Great Love Poet, but those scenes were uncontrollably flooding his mind, driven by the devilish voice of the Love Poet, driving him nearly insane.
Finally.
"Great Love Poet, it's about time, come back."