Zephyr stepped onto the crossroad, his gaze fixed on Michael who was ahead of him. Above, the skies rumbled, thick clouds were forming, covering the risen sunlight. There will be a downpour of rain any moment from now.
“Wait,” Zephyr called out, his feet padding against the floor as he chased after the man who kept striding forward.
His efforts were useless compared to the distance between the both of them. Only one thought lingered in Zephyr’s mind. How was Michael moving so fast?
The road was empty, another awkward realization that gnawed at him. Usually the streets get busy at this time of the day. But now there was no sight of any human, not even a cab.
The feeling clawed at him, leaving him wondering if this was real, or he was just in another trance.
He ran miles, but eventual
