Chapter Fourteen

Ryan turned back to the demon he woke up to."Stay back! Don't come any closer. Keep your distance, don’t make me hurt you," Ryan warned as he held up a little comb he picked up from Evans’s table, an odd choice for a man's weapon.

Mr. Evans couldn't help but drown in laughter. "You know, using a comb for self-defense isn’t quite a good choice, if I were to fight or harm you, I assure you, you won't be needing it."

Ryan remained cautious. "I don't care. Just keep your distance until you've answered all my questions," he demanded, keeping the comb pointed at Mr. Evans.

Mr. Evans, ever calm, nodded. "I'm all ears. Go ahead, ask your questions."

With frustration and curiosity, Ryan unleashed a barrage of questions. "First, who are you? I mean, who are you to me? Where are my parents? Why am I here?" The questions spilled out of him in a rush, leaving Mr. Evans momentarily taken aback.

Mr. Evans chuckled as he retreated toward the living room, Ryan following closely, still ranting. "You're