Chapter 92

"Hi, Sam." After giving me a friendly smile, he looked away from me and into the shadowy forest below. He insisted on calling me 'Ira' even after I corrected him. Why? I can't even begin to guess... Calling people by their nicknames was his thing.

"Greetings, Tramp. Why did you come all the way out here? When I asked that, I was gazing in the same direction as he was. I was able to detect traces of alcohol on his body in waves. There was no doubt that he had been drinking heavily.

"To be honest, I don't know..." He trailed off, and then it seemed as if something suddenly occurred to him because he abruptly turned toward me and began speaking. It was as if something had just burst into his head.

"Do you realize what? The reason that I am out here is very clear to me. After everything that has taken place, I feel as though I don't belong among my own friends anymore. I'm pretty much the only human being that's still alive in this godforsaken town!" He exclaimed, tear