I spoke slowly. "The smaller the number, the stronger the mutation. You look physically normal, so the experiment must not have affected your body.
"That means your current state—your soul being out here—is probably the result of the experiment done to you."
He went silent.
Of course, the experiment wasn't actually done on us.
But the narrative said it was, which led to our bodies being altered.
'This being his soul state would explain why I got the weird feeling when I looked at him with Hollow Eyes,' I thought.
"I picked this up. Mira was writing something before everything went to hell." Zephan opened his bag and pulled out a small notebook.
I frowned.
The children hadn't mentioned him helping Mira.
That meant he probably left her there.
But I didn't say anything about it yet.
I took the notebook and flipped through the pages.
The writing was shaky and scattered, some parts smudged or covered with strange marks.
