I knocked and waited for a while but I did not hear an answer. Out of curiosity, I twisted the door knob and walked in and for the first time in about a month, I was going into this black and white themed bedroom.

I stood in the center of the room looking around for Damien but he was not present so I walked towards the portrait situated at one end of the room, next to his bar. The portrait showed a desolate place, torn down by flames, it gave off a gloomy vibe and it somehow got me worried. I discarded the thought as soon as it came, I...