109 Chapter 1 - Prologue (1/2)

A young man laid down on the tan sofa. His curly brown hair rested against the light brown and tan pillow while he kept his eyes closed.

The small room he was in kept him thinking. From the decorations to the layout of this place, it made him feel uneasy.

His right arm was behind his head while his left arm was in a sling resting on his chest.

The outside injuries were finally starting to heal. However, the ones on the inside were not.

Across from him was an old man with grey hair holding a notebook in his hand. Adjusting his glasses he gave a light cough.

”Tell me, how are you doing?”

”Same as last week, there hasn't been a change.”

The young man sprung up and opened his eyes. He stared at the old man in front of him.

”Why are we still having these sessions? You ask me a question and then I answer the same way as i've done for the last past two months. You're trying to get me to open up, but there's nothing to talk about.”

”I concur. How'd you get those injuries?”

The young man looked at his injured arm. His blue shirt was hiding the bruises on his body, but he could still feel them.

”You already know how I got them. What's the point in asking a question you already know? I got them during the demon invasion in Ohio.”

”Do you know who gave them to you? The name of the thing you fought against?”

”No.”

”How about the thing that saved your life?”

”No.”

The old man sighed as he set down his notebook on the coffee table in front of him.