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When Leo pushed open the door of the bar unsteadily, a strong smell mixed with alcohol and sweat hit him in the face, and the darkness seemed to swallow him instantly. The electronic music inside the bar seemed to turn into a demonic whisper at that moment, with each beat exploding deep in his eardrums, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression. The flashing laser lights above his head were like the infrared sights of firearms on a battlefield, mercilessly targeting every inch of Leo's skin and organs, making him feel a hint of panic.
In this space filled with neon lights and music, Leo felt as if he were in another world, a world completely different from the outside. He tried to shake his head, attempting to rid himself of the hallucinations that kept assaulting his senses, hoping to find a sense of reality. However, this attempt seemed futile, as the hallucinations seemed to have a will of their own, relentlessly attacking him, making it impossible for him to escape.
At this moment, Leo realized that whether it was the smoke on the battlefield or the lights and music in the bar, it was all another form of battle for him. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions and detach his mind from the chaos. He knew that he had to face it all in order to find his own peace and tranquility. With this thought in mind, in the flashing lights and deafening music, Leo slowly made his way towards where he thought he could find the answers.
As Leo staggered through the crowd of the bar towards the bar counter, the owner, Hu, looked up and immediately frowned. The middle-aged man's skin was reddened from alcohol, and his eyes revealed a hint of world-weariness and impatience. Seeing Leo in such a sorry state, he immediately grumbled discontentedly.
"Hey! Homeless man!" Hu's voice sounded particularly harsh amid the noise of the bar, "What are you doing? Your clothes are getting more and more tattered! You better not cause trouble! I'll be watching you!" Hu said as he vigorously wiped the bar, as if to express his displeasure and warning.
However, Leo seemed completely unfazed by Hu's roar. His gaze was empty, and he continued to walk forward unsteadily, as if all the voices and noise were irrelevant to him. Even when Hu's shouting rang in his ears, Leo had no reaction, as if none of it mattered to him, as if his mind had already drifted far away.
Hu was taken aback by Leo's appearance, and the anger in his heart dissipated. He knew Leo was no ordinary drifter; there must be a story behind this man. However, Hu could only sigh in his heart and ultimately chose to give up on making a scene. After all, this bar had witnessed too many people like Leo, each carrying their own stories, and he was just a bystander in those stories.
Leo staggered through the noisy crowd of the bar, like a lone boat navigating through a storm, heading towards an unknown destination. His target was a door at the back of the bar, the passage to a hidden space, a path leading to the Valkyrie booth. As he approached, the surrounding lights dimmed gradually, the cacophony of electronic music faded, and was replaced by a stifling silence and the black soundproof sponge walls, as if entering a secluded secret space cut off from the world.
This passage, for Leo, is like entering the embrace of a demon. The black soundproof sponge and wall decorations seem to form a demon's esophagus, slowly and mercilessly swallowing him into its depths. But at the end of this esophagus is the destination of his journey - Valkyrie's compartment, where Alex is waiting for his return.
Leo uses all his remaining willpower to resist the oppression around him and his own fatigue, leaning on the cold wall, and moving forward step by step with difficulty. With each step, the sound of his footsteps echoes in this narrow passage, as if telling him that this is not only a path to the compartment, but also a journey to his own innermost being.
On this journey, Leo felt a loneliness and struggle like never before, but at the same time, there was a strong force supporting him, making him unwilling to give up, unwilling to succumb to the darkness. When he finally arrived at the door of the compartment and pushed it open, it was like breaking free from the belly of a demon, seeing the light again. He knew that what he was about to face would be a whole new beginning.
As Leo used his last bit of strength to push open the door of the compartment, he was greeted by four members of the Valkyrie mercenary group, each occupying a corner of this secret space, as if they were the guardians of this dark night. Alex was still sitting in the middle of the sofa, lazily playing with a glass of whiskey in his hand. His eyes lit up slightly when the figure appeared at the door, showing a hint of concern.
Jim seems to have already fallen asleep in this peaceful atmosphere, lying on the nearby sofa with his hat covering most of his face, leaving only the calm sound of breathing and occasional movements as if the outside world had nothing to do with him.
Meanwhile, Emily and Sarah sat closer together, and their conversation abruptly stopped when Leo pushed the door open. Seeing Leo's disheveled appearance, Emily immediately stood up from the sofa, her face filled with concern and confusion. She hurriedly walked towards Leo and asked, "Oh my goodness! Are you okay?" Her voice was full of genuine concern, as if she wanted to convey warmth and support to Leo through this sentence.
Sarah also stood up, her eyes revealing a hint of surprise and concern. Although she didn't speak, the unwavering gaze she fixed on Leo was enough to convey her current feelings.
In this confined space, everyone's reactions silently expressed their concern and worry for Leo. For Leo, who had just struggled back from the brink of death, the warmth and care in this moment was undoubtedly the comfort his weary body needed most.
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