"Elisa?!"

"Twenty years are gone now?"

"What has changed?"

"What did these girls do to my estate? What did they do to Boldyville?"

Damien looked across the small motel room to the bed. The old man from the pub was snoring so loudly it would be mistaken for a raving motorcycle.

He turned to the window and lifted the blind.

"The day is bright. How did it happen so fast? It was just as if I took a nap."

He stood up, stretching his body.

"Where could they be? They are obviously not in the estate. Where are they hiding after stealing what belongs to me?"

"I never wanted to trust them. I always knew that they were shady and evil. How could I have taken such a ris---"

A realisation dawned on him.

"It wasn't by choice. If that crazy lady hadn't sent that bastard to take me away to the realm, all this wouldn't have happened. But then how could two days equals decades?"

The old man grumbled, almost rolling off the bed. Damien walked to him and helped him lie properly. Tucked him in, then walked towar
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