538 True Pain

The General stabbed himself a bit with his dagger, to eradicate the terrible inside voice that was telling him to grab the items standing beautifully on the stands. 

"Sir, you hear them too? The whispers?" 

"Ye-yeah…" 

"I-I hear them also," Miguel added, truly feeling this wasn't normal at all. 

The whispering gave him goosebumps as if something was talking to him directly in his head. 

Take it! Take it! Take it!... It said, with an enticing whisper, as it laid down why taking it was important too. 

[Com'on~... You need to win honor for your country. Take it, and your promotion is guaranteed.]

Ahhh! 

Shut up!

The General and a few screamed to themselves, refusing to abide by whatever whispers were now plaguing them. 

Son of a bitch! 

What sort of evil was this? 

Everyone was plagued with the matter, except the disciples and… wouldn't you know it, Harvey and Ashaku.