You make your way down the stairs, the air colder down here than usual. You walk down the hallway to his cell, it’s far away from the other prison cells. You make it to his cell, you open the door and see him just sitting there on his chair. He looks up at you and a wide grin spreads across his face, his eyes were a bright yellow. “Ah, so you finally decided to show up. I was thinking you would never come. I just wanted to give you a little something.” He said pulling out a red bottle.
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