A strange but not tense silence filled the atmosphere within the unique space that was hidden in a completely insignificant well that was at the center of the Dying City that was once known as Virendell.
"Would you like a cup of coffee?"
This question lingered in the air for seconds, and the corpse which was hanging upside down from the tree had a truly stunned and confused expression on its rotten face. An expression it could not recall having for at least a million years.
Its gaze shifted from the cup of coffee to the young and completely strange boy that was sitting at the edge of the space.
Despite the fact that the boy had offered him this strange and unknown cup of coffee with a smile, the distance between both of them was at least hundred meters.
In the next second, an expression of realization dawned on Corey, and then he slapped his forehead.
"Foolish me. I completely forgot that you're bound and you can't get the cup of coffee from where you are. Or can you?"
