บท 119: Plan

A shirtless muscular bald man with milky white skin was sitting cross-legged in a peculiar plain white room, billows of heat and strong vitality escaped from him as faint crackles and waves could be heard coming out from his body, as time passed numerous small circular red spots appeared staining his skin in peculiar positions, they weren't acupuncture points per se but peculiar points in the blood circulatory system where most of the different veins, arteries and other vessels intersected with one another.

 From the unconscious twitches of his body and the hurried breathing one could tell he was in extreme pain but not a word or groan came out of his lips, as time passed what seemed like a wall opened and in came a pale eyed young man with short spiky black hair dressed casually in a blue vest and trousers taking spoonful's out of the yoghurt cup he held in his smooth palms.

 "So how's it" Layton's voice echoed in the silent room.