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The wind blew with great velocity outside, but not a single blow seemed to affect Gian’s house. Apparently, all houses are tightly insulated in Canada. Which is unsurprising because I used to live in one of these years ago. but it came as a strong surprise to Kyo, who complimented the warmth of the inside as soon as she entered through the front door. After our reunion, Gian turned around and met the company. She immediately recognized Trigman. And he continued to introduce his husband, who was les that enthusiastic with his greeting. Kyo on the other hand was hesitant. When all was said and done, Gian offered us a bed and warm dinner at her place. We all hopped in our car and followed her through the downtown on this small town to a closed alley. There were nine houses and a cul-de-sac. Gian’s was fourth, on the right side of the street. We parked our cars in her driveway and followed her in her dimly lit house. She gave us a change of footwear and guided us t...

“Ungh” That was the only word I could utter after the bluntness of the bat had made contact with the back of my head. I could not remember what exactly had happened, at least on the first attempt. I also could not realize for a long time where I was, or what I was doing. What I was supposed to do? Was I even alive? Am I in a limbo? Would this be forever? I sub consciously tried to move my right arm, but it didn’t want to follow my command. I could feel the shaky movements of my arm when it made random contact with the ice cold floor. it moved to its own beat, and that music was non diegetic to my brain. It was like a fish, flopping around on the floor, relentlessly trying to find its source of life. In this case, me. Like a character out of shounen manga, I gathered my willpower and moved one finger at a time. All the while my mouth didn’t stop bleating in pain. the mixed noises of shrieks and grunts sounded utterly unpleasant. After gathering the strength in all my f...

It was the sixth night of the week. There was no work today. I came from college and stayed in my room, waiting for Amaan’s call. She and I met up in front of the house. It was to the buffet first. And then to the shopping. Then to a bookstore. Finally, a movie. And then back home. We’d part with a kiss and go to bed. I knew something was wrong when I set my eyes on her. she was annoyed. She was not pleasant like always. She also felt cagey. Her car was waiting for us. We sat on either side of the back seat. The engine started pulling the vehicle and I, like always, extended my hand at Amaan. She’d always hold it for the while we drove from place to place. But this time she slammed her hand against mine and swatted it out of her personal space. She turned around and started glaring outside of the window on her side. Dejected, I did the same. The streets glittered like milky way. Different sizes and colors of lights illuminated the almost darkening sky. It was all the same...