Matthew originally thought that by stretching his hand out, he would experience the same thing as Veronica —unknown creatures crawling under his skin. However, he reached out and nothing happened at all.
The crystal clear water became tinged in red due to his blood and the water continued to splash all over the place as if there was a torrential rain going on.
He placed his hand by the side of the bowl and waited for quite some time; still, nothing happened. After some hesitation, he placed his hand into the bowl directly.
Water's cold.
It turned out that the cold water was the only thing that stood out, leaving it to be the same as any other plain water.
He waited for quite some time and not only did he fail to experience the pain that he was expecting, the water in both the bowls and jar also stopped splashing around. The noise gradually died down and so did the ripple on the surface before it gradually returned to a calm state.
At that point, Matthew's expression turned somber as he frowned deeply because the situation had made him perplexed. What the heck is going on?
Veronica had merely touched the edge of the bowl with her hand, after which some creatures immediately latched onto her skin and burrowed themselves into her body.
So, Roni touched it and she got hurt, but when I do it, nothing happens? Or did I just accidentally kill off all these creatures with my blood? Blood that destroyed their ecosystem of living.
Everything was merely a guess and before it could be confirmed, no one would know the exact reason.
He removed the necktie from his neck and wrapped it around the place where his thenar muscles were heavily bitten by Veronica.
He turned around and went back to her side but she remained unconscious on the ground.
"Roni? Roni?"
Matthew gently patted Veronica on her cheeks but she gave no response at all.
Worried that this would continue, he took a seat on the ground and gently placed her head on his lap before reaching out to press on her philtrum.
He counted the seconds. One... Two...
Six seconds went by before the unconscious woman showed signs of regaining consciousness. Her eyes twitched and her eyelashes fluttered as she slowly came to her senses.
While still feeling befuddled, Veronica leaned on his lap weakly and opened her eyes to look at him intently. "Where am I..."
"We are trapped in a chamber and you fell unconscious before this."
Matthew knew that Veronica was momentarily dazed due to the intense pain in her head from before.
The weakened lady considered the situation for a moment before she finally recalled everything that had occurred prior to this.
She reached out and touched her head while lamenting, "Goodness. I'm so lucky to be alive. I thought that I was gonna die here."
"Villains always live on. I think it would take more than this to kill you," he teased her in hope to ease the tension and provide some comfort to her.
However, as soon as he noticed that the wound on her head—from the excessive banging—was now bleeding, he felt uneasy for her. "Does your head still hurt?"
"It's fine; it doesn’t hurt. I just feel stripped of energy."
Veronica held onto his hand and sat upright. Her head was hung low as she tried to get back into her usual state.
After quite some time, she finally stood up from the ground, but perhaps it was because of the earlier ordeal that she stumbled slightly. Matthew reacted fast enough and quickly went forward to assist her. "How do you feel?"
"I'm fine, I'm alright."
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