The curtain slid open, revealing the one who had been controlling them, the one who had been trying to turn them into mindless, obedient slaves.
As they looked at it, a wave of visceral disgust washed over Sezel and Vesta. Vesta immediately turned her face to the other side, her hand flying to her mouth.
Sezel was frozen, his eyes wide, his mind struggling to process the impossible, grotesque sight before him.
Suddenly, he felt as if the world had become clearer, more vivid, more real. The pain in his head was instantly gone. The weakness, the bone-deep exhaustion that had been weighing him down, dissolved, and everything came back to normal. It was as if a thick, suffocating fog of mind-altering illusion had been lifted from his mind.
He felt a few changes, subtle, almost imperceptible shifts in his perception, in his very being, that he couldn't quite describe. He was not just shocked, but stunned, his mind reeling from the revelation.
