It was dinner time when we entered the biggest estate of Northern Hill.
Leaving us in the corridor, first those three- P, Q and R entered the room with permission from the inside people. The remaining three of us waited out of the closed room. The walls of the room were made up of glass and the activities inside were invisible from the outside. The glass was colored so most people would think of it as a plastered wall.
In the corridor, we all had to stand. Zero wanted to have a conversation but Mac stopped him. We were still blindfolded so it was better not to describe what I saw on the way. As we entered the biggest estate, a faint smell of blood was in the air and it got thickened all along the corridor. I assume it was nothing new here.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!