Shayna: Aran, what's wrong?

Aran: Would you help me?

Shayna: Of course!

Aran: Then, do as I say without a question!

Shayna reluctantly nods her head. Aran is speeding away from the city. The darkness engulfs their car. The only noise they can hear is of the owls and the occasional signals the radio catches.

After an hour, Aran parks his car outside an old metal gate. He helps Shayna out and leads her through the gate after showing his id to two males, who look like police officers.

They are stunned by the sound of thunder and lighting. They look up to see puffy gray clouds covering the night sky with occasional lighting. Their surrounding is blurred by thick white fog. Aran holds Shayna's hand and uses his other hand to hold a torchlight. She sees tall grown grass surrounding the path they are walking on. They can make out a faint outline of a house from a few feet.

They reach the first step of the patio. Shayna steps on it and hears a cracking voice from underneath. She steps back down on the broken pavement. Aran jumps onto the patio skipping the two steps. He helps her up and kicks open the entrance door.

They are surrounded by darkness. Shayna wraps her arms around his bicep and he moves his torchlight around to get an understanding of their surroundings. They hear wood cracking noise from underneath their feet as they walk towards a room faintly illuminated with a small amount of light.

They walk into the room to see a candle burning. Shayna takes the torchlight from his hand and moves it around the room. She sees a silhouette of a person on the wall opposite them. She moves towards it to see a male sitting against the bedpost.

He is sitting there with his knees bent close to his body. His forearms rest on his knees. His right pointer finger is held by his left hand in the space between his knees. He is staring out of the window at the pouring rain.

She moves towards him and points the light at him to get a glimpse of his face, but he covers his face with his hands to keep the light from hitting his eyes. Shayna realizes it and moves the light away from his face.

Shayna: I'm sorry!

He slowly removes his hands from his face. Shayna can see a long-grown beard and red spots on his body under the dim light. His hair is long and messy like he hasn't brushed them in a while. He slowly gets up with the support of the bedpost and sits on the bed from straws. He looks malnourished.

Aran: Hi Kabir!

He replies with a simple nod. Shayna moves towards a door in the corner that looks like it leads to the bathroom. A bug walks across her foot and she screams and jumps on the bed. Kabir turns to see what happened but is engulfed in a bone-crushing hug by a petite female that smells of vanilla.

He feels something penetrate the back of his neck but shrugs it off thinking it's another bug. Shayna lets go of him and stands by Aran's side. In less than a minute, Kabir falls insensible on the straw bed. Aran and Shayna smirk at each other. 

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