Isaac brought the bowl of snake blood and went into the yard next door.
Solomon was leading the way the whole time and never once noticed that the "helper" behind him was behaving differently from before.
The door opened with a creak.
"Mr. Mortodor, t-the drink that you asked for is here," Solomon said, walking into the room with his head bowed. He didn't dare to meet Roy's eyes.
"Bring it in immediately!" Roy yelled in anger.
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