A Psychic's Scarlet Dream 142 Chapter 74: The Bond Known As Hatred Part 1

The battalion is led by Reid, Bronzer and Darcy. There are hundreds of Vampires following them.

The h.e.l.lfire is alone.

And yet, anyone with but a single shred of sanity would instantly know that, in case they clash with each other, the lone h.e.l.lfire will come out on top.

And so,

Reid: "We need to run away!"

Reid says as soon as he senses that overwhelming aura in the distance, his expression being enough to show how desperate the situation is.

Like many Vampires, Reid has porcelain skin and dark and rigid facial features. So, seeing a despaired expression on him makes him seem like a doll used in a haunted house.

And hence,

Bronzer: "That expression really doesn't suit you."

The strategist says in a joking tone.

Reid: "This is no time for that. I can sense the presence of someone really dangerous. If we ended up clas.h.i.+ng with that person, we would surely die."

To make this man so sure of the fact that they would lose, and even more so, die, that man whose presence Reid has sensed must be a force to be reckoned with. That's the logical thoughts process in the minds of those who hear his voice, including Darcy.

Everyone who hears his voice thinks so, save one of course.

Bronzer: "Nah, let's keep going."

Reid: "Are you sane? Do you understand-"

Bronzer: "No."

Hearing that abrupt response, Reid loses his momentum as he tries to make sense of what this man is even saying.

Bronzer: "You asked me if I am sane. My answer is no. And well, there's no fun or benefit in being sane. So, my dear friend, let's keep going."

Reid tries to retort but before he can say anything.

Darcy: "I and everyone under me would keep on going."

He is told so by the one person there who holds almost as much authority as those two.

Darcy: "So, if you still decide to back off, only half of the troops will go with you, and also, you'll be splitting the forces and possibly sabotaging the mission."

With a straight face, the porcelain brunette vampire declares so.

Reid: "…"

Left at a loss for words, Reid struggles to maintain his composure.

Bronzer: "Well,"

At a little loss for words himself after hearing Darcy's statements, Bronzer gives a smile as he says.

Bronzer: "there you have it."

Reid: "What the heck is wrong with the two of you? Do you not get we are going to end up in a direct confrontation against someone who could kill all of us? Why won't you back down?"

Reid, utterly confused, asks so.

Darcy simply shrugs it off, knowing the question isn't really directed at her for the majority, as she has established herself as someone who follows Bronzer's orders no matter how crazy they are.

Bronzer, on the other hand, answers while loosening his smile into a little plainer, less sinister version of it.

Bronzer: "The person you are so terrified of, that we are going to end up in a direct confrontation against, won't do anything to us."

Knowing that Reid would ask for an explanation, Bronzer states simply,

Bronzer: "And you'll just have to trust me with that."

Hearing so, Reid has no choice but to back off as he has become acquainted well enough with this strategist to know that he is not going to give any more explanations even if Reid keeps insisting.

So, left to make an important decision, Reid puts a hand at his forehead and stares up at the half-moon.

Bronzer: "…"

For a moment, Bronzer showcases a painful smile at that, which no one notices.

Reid: "Fine!"

And so, Reid says.

Reid: "It would be terrible in so many ways if the most powerful person in this battalion decided to turn tail while the weakest one remained."

Bronzer chuckles and Darcy shows no reaction. And with that, the battalion keeps marching on.

The ominous and threatening aura has grown much closer now and so, even others beside Reid can sense it. However, since they have been ordered to continue, they continue marching on, despite their personal doubts and fears.

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Clothes with blood on them – were burnt in the fireplace a few days ago.

Ethan Kales has deduced so, and questioned the owner of the house about the story behind that.

Naturally, everyone finds themselves interested to know the answer to that question, especially as the owner of the house doesn't deny his claim.

Trisha: "A former colleague of mine was murdered a few days ago. I was tasked to dispose of her clothes, which had a lot of blood on them."

Ethan cackles and says with an accusing glare,

Ethan: "That's far too much of a summary. I'm sure all of us would love to hear a more detailed version of the story."

Trisha smiles on hearing that, and leans back on her chair.

Right now, the one most surprised by all of this is Abgere, whose aunt is being accused of being an accomplice in murder.

Trisha: "A week or 10 days ago, someone came to visit me, at around midnight."

That's not a time one expects house visits at.

Trisha: "That person was a former colleague of mine. She was much younger than me and we had only spent a year or so working together, but we had a friendly relations.h.i.+p and sometimes used to hang out."

Even so, a visit at midnight would still be suspicious, wouldn't it?

Trisha: "When she came to meet me, I allowed her in, and immediately asked the reason for her visit."

Seems fair to do that.

Trisha: "She told me that she thinks … that someone was trying to kill her."

…

Trisha: "She showed me many texts on her phone. Apparently, some anonymous had been constantly texting her puzzles and riddles and such things. And, every single time she solved those puzzles or riddles, the answer would come out to be something like that 'die' or 'your time's up' or 'say your farewells' or 'enjoy the last moments of your life' or things like that."

That sounds pretty messed up.

Trisha: "Not only that though, she told me that she has felt that someone had been following her for quite a while."

Like a stalker? Now, that really is pretty messed up.

Trisha: "She said that she didn't know what to do or where to go so she came to me."

… Not gonna lie, it does kinda makes sense for her to go to an older friend at a time like this.

Trisha: "I told her that we should call the cops, but she was too scared of doing that as the person following her was obviously much closer and can reach her faster than cops will be able to."

That also makes sense. However, I can't help but feel that there's something wrong about that situation.

Trisha: "I told her that it'll be alright, and that I'll call the cops for her, so she should stay there and try to relax. And saying that, I went to call the cops. However, just as I was about to do that,"

An uncomfortable expression finally creeps up on her.

Trisha: "My doorbell rang again."

And a little semblance of the anxiety she would have felt back then shows up on her face too.

Trisha: "Peeping through the peephole, I found myself staring at a figure of a rather tall man with white hair, despite not looking that old, and who had an enigmatic aura around him."

Ethan cackles again, dryly.

Seeing that, Trisha stops her story and looks at him with confusion.

He merely smiles as he says, with a really, really angry smile.

Ethan: "Don't mind me, continue."

It'll be hard to not feel discomforted by it if you are not accustomed to his wide barrage of emotional behaviors, and so, Trisha feels somewhat conflicted about continuing.

But, seeing that he says nothing past that, as he just casually looks away, she is left with no choice but to continue.

Trisha: "Well, I asked through the intercom the person who he was and he answered 'a prey among hunters' and smiled."

…

Trisha: "I was confused, and unable to respond, and just then, 2 or maybe 3 people broke into the house through the windows and attacked … her."

They broke into the house through the windows? That needs quite a bit of force to do.

Trisha: "They were Vampires, and I only realized that as they started gouging on her flesh and I was pinned down by one of them by a single hand. They also broke the door pretty easily, allowing that man to enter."

This really is a disturbing story, but that introduction – a prey among hunters – I feel it rings a bell, but I am confident I haven't met whoever this person is.

Putting her hands to her mouth, Trisha uncomfortably continues,

Trisha: "They … the vampires, they didn't eat her completely. In fact, when they were done, it looked like they weren't even trying to eat her, but to turn her into a bloodied corpse, as if to show it to someone to send a message."

Oh c.r.a.p! The dots just connected.

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