The streets of New York were now being drowned by the artificial lightning system of the state as the sun had started slowly saying goodbye to it (the state).
Damien, who had more than a million thoughts running through his mind continued speeding down the road, headed for the address Mellisa had earlier texted. He could feel his anger surging through his own body, down to his finger tips that were curled tightly around the steering wheel. The reason for his anger was more because of the fact that he had no idea what was going on, rather than the fact that she disobeyed his direct instruction.
Even in the midst of this really tensed and reckless driving, Damien's phone decided to receive a call, as it's beeping ringtone echoed through the car. He didn't want to know who was calling and just focused on getting to the hospital as soon as possible.
