Chapter One- Hundred And Twelve

Ryan left his mother's house at dusk.

The revelation that Regina was dead still hasn’t seated well with him. He saw her and he definitely was not in a trance when he did.

He had to rush back to his mom because it was late, and he was not going to spend a night with an old stranger in person of his mother.

“I will ask her more about Regina. It’s not making sense.” He whispered to himself while walking down the street.

The street light had been a great help, as it helped him find his way around.

Looking at the city, he could feel the city's natural beauty rushing through his bones. The street lights added color to the streets, and the various advertisements around them were lit up in their different colors.

He smiled in amusement, trying not to lose focus. He continued walking, not minding the people watching him.

"Hey, that's that Ryan guy," a young guy with a red bandana tied around his neck said to a man who was putting on a partially shredded black jacket. The man was known as