To my surprise, those people hadn't left. They were waiting there.
Compared to their madness and despair in the dungeon, they were all much calmer now.
Even those who had been filled with despair, with no will to live, now had a bit more life in them. There was even a hint of a smile in their eyes.
It was as if they had found hope again.
Seeing so many of them standing there, Stella Sterling stopped in her tracks. She didn't immediately walk over to them.
"What's wrong?"
Andrew Shaw, who was walking behind her and couldn't see what was ahead, asked in confusion. He followed Stella Sterling's gaze and saw the dozens of people standing in the dark, as if waiting for something.
He stopped walking as well, his expression shifting slightly. "What are these people trying to do?"
His tone grew serious as a host of bad thoughts instantly flooded his mind.
'They aren't planning to turn on us, are they? They can't be thinking of attacking us.'
