Haze whistled as the cool car Elaine never let him drive sped through the farming land and open grass field. The morning sun's warmth didn’t reach him, but he could see reflected against the frost.It had been a while since he drove – and the thought erased his smile on his face.The memory of that night came back. The last time he drove, Haze frantically tried to get to the hospital as fast as he could. He had to help Cassius back then, but the car slammed into the guard rail, stopping him harshly. The event that followed was the worst, and Haze shook his head.It was a good day. He didn’t need a reminder of that nightmarish time, not when he had something big going on today.Pushing that certain thought aside, Haze plastered another smile on his face. Today was the day for Nameless to make an appearance.In two hours, he finally saw the welcoming sign of the entertainment city, Rockester. It was the first time Haze visited this place. Many people thought it was a dream city, a place

An hour into the drive, Haze wondered, “Shouldn’t we make a left turn now?” But Elaine took the right turn. “No.” Slumping on the seat, Haze closed his eyes. After the brunette confirmed that she didn’t have any feelings for late Cassius, he had felt relieved and at ease. He took the stuffy pumpkin head, then ordered it online from a professional costume maker. It cost a fortune, but he had enough money to spare now. For the time being, he’d let the brunette choose whatever road was better for them. She didn’t let him drive, so he wouldn’t worry, as long as they could make it back to the hill house safe and sound at the end of the day. “Wait, what happened to the car I left in the studio?” The sudden realization made him sit up straighter. “I ordered a designated driver for it.” “Oh, cool.” Haze slumped on the passenger seat again. Some minutes passed and the car slowed to a stop. Elaine turned off the engine. “Huh? Are we stopping for food?” He just remembered that he didn’t

Cruising through the city of Banoufield, Haze felt himself dozed off in the back seat. Aside from sleeping late for a couple of days, added with longer hours of learning under Elaine’s guidance, he was dead tired.“That’s the last one in the city,” Detective Dancer said as they came across a shady pizza parlor that didn’t look any better than the diner in Rockester.Pulling the car to a stop in front of the pizza parlor, Elaine looked at him. “You shut up, okay?”Offended by the demeaning request, Haze frowned at the brunette, “What did I do wrong?”“Literally, everything,” Elaine grumbled, “I mean the stunt you pulled earlier, it’s not funny at all.”He was just joking.Perhaps it went too far, but the last pizza parlor they visited was not welcoming even though they had ordered and paid twenty pizza boxes just to ask a question. In return, the owner still refused to answer. It wasn’t his fault that he threw a box of pizza to the owner.“My hand slipped,” he stated, not regretting ma

Rain pitter pattered against the roof, against the glass window, and it brought a certain memory and fear deep in his heart. A breeze of cold wind came, caressing his cheeks with icy and ethereal fingers, calling him to the dark. Indeed, the room he was in was shrouded in darkness, no lights apart from the clashing thunder and lightning every now and then.He heard the sound of footsteps from his left side and immediately turned his head to meet whoever was coming. He couldn’t see anyone, but he smelled a good whift of coffee from the direction. He gulped, and instantly regretted that choice. The cloth shoved in his mouth tasted horrible.And so were the tight ropes binding around his wrists and ankles, preventing him from moving out of the steel chair and getting away from this dingy, unknown place.After all, Haze had been stuck in this position for the last hour. Or so he thought.“Oh, you’re awake?” A smooth voice said to him. It was deep and rich, very fitting for a charming m

Haze choked on his saliva, puking his guts out. He couldn’t hold his stomach any longer, emptying his breakfast and pizza lunches on the dingy room’s dirty floor.“Ew!” Nathan Wolfe backed away from him, driving himself to a corner and squinted his eyes at the gross puke in front of him.Elaine was also disgusted, but she merely looked away and tried to ignore him. However, when a minute passed and Haze didn’t show any sign of stopping heaving and puking, she sighed. Approaching him, she placed a hand against his back, trying to ease the uncomfortableness.Once Haze was done and heaved for a fresh breath, the brunette offered a handkerchief. He grunted with gratitude, having no energy to speak properly.“I would have stuffed your mouth with my holey sock if I knew you’re going to puke,” Nathan’s words were laced with disappointment.Haze glared, trying to say that it was his fault for making hi,