Cole sat calmly in the center of the room; he was slightly weirded out by the creepy objects and weird organs in jars sitting on shelves. The room was rather vast from his point of view; when he gazed up at the ceiling, the dome-like roof didn't show any clouds or a sky beyond.
A light brownish cloud with yellow particles floated as it covered the window from outside. Pressing both hands against each other, Cole waited patiently for the rest of his fellow "Fresh blood" indulgers, following Antadismas words before she strode off with a seething rage.
Nothing mattered to him more than proving his innocence as quickly as possible, and the Eerie Gothel was his best option. Cole didn't appreciate being threatened though; he planned to have a word or two with the head once he became an official member.
Dean observed Cole like an obsessed stalker from the veranda while Murana hid in the shadow behind him.
"We have another buyer," she spoke in an exhausted voice.
