Chapter 10: Familiar creature
"Those are the eyes of someone who's seen horror," Dylan murmured, staring at the woman hanging in front of them. "She's probably lost her mind after witnessing whatever atrocities go on in this place."
Maggie looked at her without emotion. "Doesn't matter. I don't care. If she's no use to us, we move on."
Dylan didn't look away. The woman's smile gave him chills. It wasn't a grimace of pain, nor was it mocking. It was... something else.
"You sure this is a good idea?" he asked Maggie, still keeping his eyes on the woman.
"I told you, I don't care." She shrugged. "If she's no use, we leave her."
The woman blinked slowly. Her smile didn't falter.
"Save me." Her voice was hoarse, barely a whisper. "Take me with you..."
Dylan felt his hand tighten around the grip of his weapon.
"Oh yeah? And what do we get out of dragging an injured woman around? You'll just slow us down."
The woman struggled to breathe, fighting the pain. Her lips parted again, and she murmured:
"...I can be useful. I know the way, and I can give you crucial information to get out of here."