Take me to Nimalaya

Standing In front of an average looking office building, Gama was putting on a casual blue shirt and black pants, a baseball cap resting on his head to prevent people from recognising him.

He had learned the hard way that being a celebrity restricted freedom and made it hard to maintain privacy.

Gama had recklessly stepped onto the street of each town he visited to fish out the energy signature of Nimalaya’s demon, and before he knew what was happening, his name and photos taken from the towns he visited to search for Nimalaya were posted on the Internet.

It was as if there were invisible cameras following him around.

His manager had later instructed him to be more careful and always go out in disguise.

With his eagerness to get to Nimalaya, Gama had just played along and went out in disguise, and finally, he was standing in front of a building that had the lingering aura of Nimalaya’s demon present.

Gama waited until closing hours and finally located Emily, who was heading towards