Austin raised his head and sighed. Then he began to laugh at his stupidity, innocence, and self-righteousness. He opened the vial's lid and brought it to his nose, sniffing it gently.
The faint but refreshing fragrance calmed his anxious heart. This was the supposed result of the experiment. Little did he expect he would be the first test subject for it. However, in addition to soothing his mind, it reduced the pain.
There were no other uses for this vial, and Austin almost contemplated drinking it. He quickly covered the lid again as the light from his eyes faded.
At this time, the door opened again, but no sound of high heels followed. Whoever entered seemed on their tippy toes and moved quickly toward him.
Austin quickly pushed his back against the wall, squinting to try and see who it was. "Who’s there?!"
"Hush!" At this moment, Austin finally saw the figure in front of him. "Professor Thompson?"
"Austin, are you hungry? I brought you some food and a drink. Quickly, eat up," Thompson whispered as he took out a small piece of bread and unscrewed a bottle of water for him.
"You…" Although Austin was thirsty, he dared not drink the bottle of water. He stared at Thompson suspiciously. After all, he was one of them.
"I…" Thompson noticed Austin’s concern and sighed helplessly. Without any explanation, he took a sip from the bottle before shoving it to Austin. "Drink it!"
This eased Austin's mind. He was so thirsty that he took it and immediately began to drink. Soon, he emptied the bottle. Although his dry throat felt a little better, he was still thirsty. Still, the water had alleviated his discomfort, and he felt a little more recharged.
"Eat this." Thompson handed him the bread. Austin did not question it and immediately stuffed his face with it.
Austin had not eaten something so delicious in his life. Before this, people had sent him various delicacies, but none could beat the piece of bread before him.
Once he finished it, Thompson handed Austin another one. Austin only stopped after eating five pieces of bread, one after the other.
Thompson looked at him guiltily. "I'm sorry."
Austin shook his head and smiled bitterly. He knew that there was nothing Professor Thompson could do. He was coerced into this. However, Austin could not brush it off entirely either. Regardless, Thompson still chose to be one of them.
"Professor Thompson. Let me go," Austin suddenly requested.
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