Lights.
Tube lights.
Buzz!
Buzzz!
Buzzzz!
Those were the only source of light, but, even they were struggling to shine, flickering to death and life uncontrollably.
One time the marble floor is lit up with reflecting lights from them, and the next moment it is shrouded in darkness.
Moreover, there was not a single sound, the whole building was deathly silent.
Except...
Buzzz!
Buzzz!
Buzzzzz!
...the light tubes, which were hanging from the ceiling, were the only things that were moving.
They were swaying from side to side, back and forth, like a pendulum.
The bulbs were not only moving but also were creating sounds with their continuous and rapid flickers.
"Ha," A sigh.
A tired sigh escaped from a pair of lips, a man's pair of lips.
"You, you are the only one left. Are you willing to tell me where is that bastard or do you also wish to be like them?" a voice asked, a familiar voice.
