"The Bard of Tragedy… Orpheus."
"...Should we know who that is?"
Both Rhys and Olga did not take their eyes off the disheveled and seemingly exhausted man, Orpheus, even for one second. There was a certain silence permitting in the air, which should not be the case at all as Orpheus was actually playing some sort of tune on his guitar.
He was playing a sort of joyful tune, which was completely out of place as Orpheus was walking over several corpses. He wasn't really doing anything else — and even though he was approaching Olga and Rhys, he had not looked at them or acknowledged their existence at all.
There were a lot of computers there, and large screens on the wall. But all of them were either cracked or just showing some sort of blue screen.
Most importantly, however, Rhys could feel something incredibly sinister crawling across the back of his neck.