I'm sitting in an armchair watching the Beatriz sleep, honestly I'm irritated.
'...' I gave her my milk and it's obvious she doesn't know where it came from, but I've been called a cow several times and that's really annoying, I'm not some kind of dairy cow, even if it was unintentional it's still not cool.
Now all I do is stay in this room standing still waiting for something to happen, and in fact it has already happened, I noticed 7 presences trying to invade the church, by their stealth they are assassins.
But it's really hard to hide from me without using magic specifically made for the living dead like me, so I know where they are, and I know they'll soon arrive in this room.
This doesn't interest me much, what interests me most is Beatriz, she's crying and muttering things, and of course her body is trembling, but it's not even cold.
