—Luke—
I looked at the pocket watch that Iris and Raoul gave to me as a wedding gift. It has the beautiful painting of Micah who was giggling in the photo. She looked so beautiful and so angelic. I sucked the air as I exhaled slowly. I closed the pocket watched and I still hear it inside my head, ticking.
"Luke," Cassandra called. I turned my head to her. I nodded my head as I approached her and gave her my pocket watch. I removed my shirt. The truck opened and I jumped off. I stood straight on the road and turned to Cassandra on the moving truck. She closed it as I started running.
In the woods, I felt a chilly eerie. It smells ancient, decomposing flesh, and dry cold air. I started walking with bare feet. I knew that they would come to me.
