The night turns dark and mystifying; the moon was sheltered by the looming clouds. The cold breeze is flying past us, and the silence of the night is calming to the core. The dense fog covers the entire street of the mystical city and we are waiting for Elijah, in the car.
“Where the hell did he go?” Daphne blurted, and I even start to get panic. I can’t sit here and wait for him when there is a possibility that he could be in trouble. I open the door and about to step out when Daphne yells, “Where are you going now?”
“Let’s go and find him. He could be in a problem?” I insist but Daphne pulls me back and locks the car. She glares at me madly, I shrug at her in confusion, “why?” I ask.
“We will wait here. I can’t risk anything for you.” she sneered. I frown, “what do you mean exactly?”
