Chapter 6

I exit the subway and slowly walk the four blocks to my apartment. I have felt this lacklustre and empty for weeks and cannot seem to shift the hovering grey clouds that follow me everywhere I go. Tired, dirty and mentally exhausted from a day’s gruelling shift, repetitive life, and generally can’t be bothered anymore.

I should quit, move on and find another job, but I’m stuck. I am superglued to the cesspool I accidentally landed in for some respite in the sun, and now I’m withering away in the heat of the day.

I don’t know what I will do beyond this, and I have no energy to try. I haven’t been able to function properly in months, and every night I still dream about that complete monster, Alexi Carrero. Tormenting me, making me hate him over and over. Heart breaking to icy shards every time he walks into my dream with those soulless grey eyes and an evil smirk. I can’t deny that his face alone gives me incomparable heartache.

In between the shadows and the monster