Edit from fucking 2023: this book is from 2021, I'm not fixinf any of it because it's funny as hell to look back on my writing
COMPLETE(?)//UNDER EDITING// The beginning chapters were written when I was at a younger age, they get longer and assumin...
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"This is Grace Fields."
"I have some intel, and would like to make a deal."
Y/N and Norman stood beside Vincent, staring down at the radio in front of them.
The plan was to gain Grace Field's trust,
And by doing that,
It'd bring them one step closer to the human world.
"The escapees are going to come and save the children?" The voice on the other line finally asked,
After what seemed like an eternity of explaining to whoever the person was,
But judging by Vincent's and Norman's reactions...
It was Peter Ratri himself.
"Yeah, they've lost touch with reality." Vincent sighed out. "I don't want to die in vain."
"And so this is why you're betraying them?"
"In return for giving you information for their.. brilliant.. plan, I ask for you to guarantee my safety."
There was a humming noise on the other line, as Y/N furrowed their eyebrows.
After not gaining a proper response, Vincent glanced up at Y/N and Norman, who both gave him the go to continue.
"You heard what happened to that demon town, correct?" He paused, "That was due to an experiment. Curtesy of a drug we developed."
There was the sound of a sharp inhale on the other line, before the voice came to terms. "Fine. I'll trust you."
Then, Vincent began. "We prepared hot-air balloons to disperse the drug. We'll take advantage of the new moon's darkness, and spray the drug from above. Once we wipe out security, we'll infiltrate each plant to free the children. Then, we'll escape via the sky again." He explained.
After a while of communicating, Vincent shut off the radio, passing it back to Y/N.
Merely with a somewhat determined look, though.
"Thank you, Nurse."
He immediately winced at his own words, as Y/N narrowed their eyes, and Norman's stoic expression was replaced with a confused one.
