A young fellow with dark skin, dark green hair, green eyes, wearing green pants, gray shoes, and a gray coat with green sleeves stepped through the door.
"Manifred?"
"Hello Wilson."
"I've not seen you here in ages."
"I know... I know..."
Wilson could see something in his eyes. Something secret. Pain. Maybe.
"Please follow me sir."
Wilson led the young man to the room where the others were as another fellow with dark skin, brown hair, brown eyes, wearing a green jumpsuit, yellow shirt underneath, and a pair of blue tennis shoes came by.
"Meinherd."
"I took the secret passage, Wilson."
"Ah. Could you please make our guests feel at home?"
"Of course I can."
After Wilson went back to the door Meinherd and Manifred stepped into the room.
"It's been a long time Manifred."
"Yes. It has, Meinherd."
Meinherd heard hurt in his voice. As if he was pained by something from his past... or someone.
"Master Vyxin."
"Yes Wilson."
"He's back."
Vyxin paused. He stared blankly at the book he was reaching for.
To be continued...
