Chapter 285: Seventy-Fourth Floor, Prison Break (3)
[Overcome the conditions presented and escape. Time remaining: 167 hours 46 minutes.]
I shifted onto my side, pulling the blanket up to the bridge of my nose, continuing to peer at the guard through one, half-shut eye.
As I had guessed from the sound of the high heels, the figure emerging from the left belonged to a woman. She looked oddly out of place in the current setting.
Her gender didn’t produce that impression, but rather her attire. She was wearing tall black stilettos, a skirt hemmed just above the knees, and a crisp white blouse tucked beneath a tailored blazer.
If it wasn’t for the ominous baton clutched in one of her hands, it would be easy to mistake her for a corporate office worker.
What startled me even more than her outfit, however, was her appearance.
A demon?
Two dark crimson horns protruded from atop her vivid red hair. Similarly hued wings and a tail extended through slits in her skirt and jacket.
She resembled the stereotypical depiction of a demon, at least on Earth, so it wasn’t surprising that my mind formed that connection.
Well, to be fair, she appeared far more striking than those illustrations.
Wearing a scowl, she continued approaching before suddenly stopping in front of my solitary cell. She silently stared, a brief flicker of surprise crossing her face, and she froze for a couple of seconds. Then, her head slowly turned in my direction.
I let my eyelids sink just a little lower. My vision dimmed beneath thick lashes, like I was peering through a thin curtain.