Nathan’s POV
One thing I hated about the underworld was the stench. The understanding reeked of decay and death and broken dreams. It was suffocating. In the underworld, the sky was a rare sight. It was mostly dark with a cloud of desperation hanging over everyone.
People who come into the underworld never leave. The underworld has a way of swallowing people who come into it. Children who wandered drowned and adults who wandered in got lost. I would know, the underworld swallowed up Polo, my best friend. I never saw him again.
I adjusted uncomfortably to my seat. The drive seemed too long. We had left the part of the underworld that was bustling with people, and we were at the part where the roads were riddled with potholes and people were scarce.
I wish I had taken Luca with me, but
