NIRVANA

I was quick on my feet when a car parked beside the road. My instinct told me to run, and I walked faster away from the vehicle. It was thirty minutes since I last talked to Kain, and he hadn’t called me back.

“Nirvana!”

I sucked in a breath as I stopped. I became the person I didn’t recognize anymore as paranoia and cynicism sank in my head. I felt terrified, in pain and sorrow these days. I couldn’t remember feeling safe, even in a room with a locked door.

“Nirvana, it’s Kain.” I heard him following me, and that voice was the same voice I heard in Inverness...