Shadow Slave

As Sunny studied the bodies, Master Jet went away to talk to the police officers, and then returned with one of them. There was a disappointed expression on her face.

"No usable recordings left. Figures… places like this one only exist because they value the privacy of their clients. And the few cameras they did have show nothing but darkness."

Sunny looked at her, then sighed:

"Not much to tell from the victims, too. The murderer just used their fists."

She shrugged.

"That's how it usually goes, in situations like this. The most likely scenario is that the murderer was one of the clients, who went on a rampage because of either alcohol or stimulants, and a momentary failure to hold on to their sanity. So I doubt that this mess was premeditated."

Master Jet remained silent for a moment, and then added:

"He was lucid enough to use his Aspect to obscure the cameras, though. So dealing with him won't be too simple."

With that, she turned to the police officer and asked:

"Any survivors? Do we have witnesses?"

He hesitated for a bit, then gave her a strange look.

"That… yes, actually, there are a few. But…"

The officer didn't finish the sentence, and just stared at them with an uneasy expression.

Sunny raised an eyebrow.

"But what? Are they refusing to talk?"

The policeman shook his head slowly.

"No, they're not refusing. They just… I don't know, something is wrong with them. They just don't speak, or even react really. I've seen a lot of people in shock, and sometimes, they can seem almost catatonic. But this… this is something else. Gave us all the creeps, to be honest."

Sunny and Master Jet glanced at each other, and then, one of them said:

"Lead the way."

The officer sighed, then escorted them to the back of the club, where an inconspicuous door led to the service rooms. The witnesses were gathered in a small office, standing there motionlessly, with nervous paramedics trying to determine the reason for their condition.

them, all sharing the same blank, strangely peaceful expression on their faces. They were completely silent, motionless,

eyes were calm

Sunny paled.

how is this

to recognize what

at

be more precise, they

a mundane human be

a cold shiver

Master Jet, he saw that she had a

enough. But this, this just made the whole situation frightening and eerie. If before Sunny was

"What the hell?"

at the five Hollows for a few moments, then turned to

Let these people be. They

of the paramedics — a mature woman with short blond hair and gentle eyes —

but they're fine. We need

out a heavy

There is nothing you can do to

while, then glanced at the ground and silently walked away. Her colleagues followed, expressions of

police officer stayed, but made a point of standing as far away from the Hollows as he

Jet stood silently for a few moments, her scowls growing deeper, then turned

question,

hesitated for a bit, then

become a Hollow? It's only supposed to happen to those who

shook her head.

of a powerful soul attack creating a Hollow. But beings capable

walked closer to the five empty humans and

do something like

lingered for a

I am really

very wrong with these people. And not just the fact that they were Hollow. There was something else… something that almost made Sunny's hair stand

feeling of subtle, but

with Shadow

not miss that sudden

Did you

his teeth, then