If I’m to be honest with myself, having Garrett here some hours ago opened my mind to a lot of things. Mostly things I never thought of. Reminiscing through the points he uttered to sum up a theory made much sense now, and I can tell he has done a lot of thinking in associating the events that led to me being in here.   The big theory of his was about a likely occurrence of the council not coming out clean. Something about there being a bigger picture to the reason the council ordered for the destruction of my pack. And one of his main points was questioning the reason a half-breed like me was deemed dangerous.   When he had begun dishing out the points to me, I had been less interested in listening to it, until he made mention of that point about my identity. Maybe it seemed stupid at first because I had told him that everyone knows the reason for that. He then defended his point by asking me why had there not been an occurrence of a hybrid

The old beetle car pulled up in front of a tall building and out came Elder Damien from the back seat instantly, taking his time to look at his environment. It had been a long tiring journey of more than an hour and his aging body couldn’t have any more of sitting on a spot for such a long period. His new environment was the most familiar he could ever witness, so nothing of it seemed strange to him. Until he looked ahead to see a figure standing in front of the tall building. Normally, two guards were always stationed in front of the tall building, but there was an extra man there. What made the extra man stand out was the similar clothing to his and he could tell pretty well that he had a visitor. The car parked beside his, one he has seen beforehand, was enough evidence to it all. He nodded, and without further ado, began to walk up to the tall building to meet with the familiar visitor. He didn’t take his

Someone is about to be in for a treat… and that’s if this works. And what I do, or have been doing, is sit still as I wait patiently for the showdown that should begin soon. Even though I have no advantage over time, I have cultivated a habit of keeping in mind the timing for my dosage. And by my mental calculation, I was about to get another anytime soon. I was nervous, and at the same time hopeful. It’s basically because I have a plan that I was about to unleash. Who knows what would happen in the next ten to five minutes? I don’t know, but I wish it turns out right because this could be the only chance I get in trying a shot. When the door opens, I hold in my breath to conceal how awfully tense I was. I have to remind myself that this should work. It really should. A man walks into my cell, who obviously is one of the guards, holding on to a tray. And on that tray are items I cannot see but wa

Despite not being a fan of loud music, Garrett was getting into the bit of session he was having while driving on the highway. The biggest influence on the act was Luke who had such great likeness to anything that had to do with a lot of noise, especially music. It was an act he found rather annoying, but he was caught in it at the moment. There were safety protocols that were meant to be followed. And he had gone against one. Driving with such noise in his car was tantamount to losing focus on what is ahead and behind him… a major blow that could very well lead to an accident. However, he had no regard for that because he believed it was only humans that would find themselves in such a situation that could warrant a disaster… and he wasn’t one. He was on the way back to his home, which was his packhouse in particular, from the human territory. But he wasn’t even into the idea of leaving for home yet. And neither di

I pant hard the minute I make my way out of whatever it was I went through. I have no clue as to what it was, except it was made up of rocks like the very same one I had gone through as an entrance. The place literally had no entrance, and if it hadn’t been for my ability to walk through things, then I wouldn’t have found my way into the place. The crazy part about it was the things I saw in there. There were items in the place that I would rather call a cave, which indicated that the place had been in use several times. Items like sheets, a pillow, and even a pink comforter were made evident. Even a spot that was most likely used as a fireplace. And to my utmost surprise, I discovered it was Monica’s haven. How did I round up to that? After accessing the cave-like place while looking for an exit which I didn’t get, I saw a family picture under one of the pillows. The picture was an old one due to the texture, and by