Akira kept his eye on Cordell. He was a suspicious person by nature, but the way Cordell was reacting to things was really unusual. Most people would be scared shitless and not even want to look at, much less approach, one of the white beings. After dragging over a chair, Cordell sat by the window so he could keep writing about them or whatever. A normal reaction by all counts, really.

They were constructs? Things that were neither living or dead. He was getting the first inkling that he wasn’t in AREA:RAY anymore, despite the people he’d already seen. Normally he would have laughed off such an idea as constructs, but after seeing them first-hand, he wasn’t doing any laughing. As far as he knew, such things didn’t exist. At all. But here they did. It was probably the drugs taking fuller effect. Next time he’d be more careful where he wandered.

Keisuke was getting a beatdown when he was found. Akira swore to that right there and then.

And Cordell thought he could create things like these? Wonderful. He was sitting in a room with a crazy person. Akira began to scoot away from the window carefully, moving further into the room so that if one of those things came crashing through the windows, he wouldn’t get the brunt of the attack. Constructs used to hunt life? Now the guy was starting to sound more like an Igura participant.

“Well, if you specialize in making things like these, can’t you send some to kill the ones that are already out there?” Akira was only humoring the bizarre man. Of course he wouldn’t be able to send constructs out there for one convenient reason or another. Probably because he needed more notes.