Chapter 84 Not Alone
Normally, Alex would be rejoicing at this situation, the revelation that this place wasn't some endless, barren cave, and there were actually other humans down here would be a great comfort. If other humans could survive down here, then that most likely meant that there was either a way up to the surface somewhere in this place, or a self-sustaining civilization down here somewhere.
But his skepticism was also high, as he only spotted this lone child, with no other humans or even living organisms in sight.
The boy walked closer and closer to Alex, his visage becoming more clear as he neared in.
The boy looked to be around 10 years old, a short kid. He had black hair, with pale white skin and deep black eyes. His unique appearance was startling at first for Alex, but he quickly frowned when he got a full picture of the kid.
'He's just like the workaholics I've seen back at the mines in the colony.'
To Alex, the fact this kid had pale white skin wasn't a good sign, as it meant that he had rarely ever seen sunlight, if at all.
His hope for finding a way out of here was dwindling by the seconds.
Eventually, the boy came to a stop around 5 metres away from Alex and gazed at Alex with an annoyed look.
"What are you doing outside the town past curfew? You know Father Bertram won't be happy about this?" The boy opened his mouth, asking Alex as if this was just another normal conversation. Nôv(el)B\\jnn
'???'
But Alex was stumped, he couldn't form any coherent thoughts as he was just that confused.
'What the hell is this kid talking about? What town? Father Bertram? At least that confirms there are other humans in this place.'
Alex gathered his thoughts for a few seconds, considering how he should respond.
A few moments later, he responded:
"I'm not from around here, my town was attacked by a huge black wolf, I was the only survivor. My family... my family were all killed by that horrifying beast..." Alex put on his best acting skills and feigned a look of sadness and grief as he recounted his tale.
If this was so, then Alex also had reason to be a little nervous as well.
"Your whole town was killed by the black wolf, but you were the only survivor. Black wolves are prideful beasts! If you survived an attack from one of them then you were just lucky, there's no question that it will come back to finish the job! It already has your scent, you'll only get us all killed if you stick around here!" The boy rushed his explanation, like he was pressed for time.
As he explained, he subconsciously glanced off into one specific direction in the darkness again.
When Alex heard this, he felt immense relief wash over himself.
'Phew!'
Luckily it seemed there was some misunderstanding after all, as the Shadow wolf, or black wolf as the boy called it, was already dead! Killed by Alex himself.
But the boy couldn't have known this, as Alex only stated that he and his fictional town were attacked by it, and that he survived.
'I see, so there's nothing to worry about then. That's good to know.'
Alex didn't ask anymore questions to the boy. He knew he wouldn't get any more useful information from him.
Alex coughed, clearing his throat.
He feigned a look of shock and hopelessness, pretending to be distraught after hearing what the boy said.
"What... It can't be! But I escaped!" In reality all this extra acting wasn't necessary, but Alex found it fun so he kept it up.
After his performance was over, he turned around and mindlessly walked off into the darkness, out of the boy's sight.
Seeing Alex leave, the boy heaved a sigh of relief.
'Phew, thank god he's gone. That poor guy doesn't know what's coming...'
But unbeknownst to the boy, the moment Alex left his vicinity, he changed his direction, heading in the direction where the boy kept subconsciously glancing every so often.
'Every time the town was brought up he glanced in this direction, my best bet is it's somewhere along this path.'