Sabastian’s P. O. V.
The dark path that I took today led me to the ultimate destination at last.
The voices which dragged me inside this awfully damp and dark tunnel kept getting clearer with my each and every single step, which allowed me to hear the conversations without any hurdles at all. Yes, I heard what Luther’s men were talking about but I was yet to hear the other two voices for which I am taking this risk of going against the plan. Because, until now, I could not hear one single word from brother or even chief.
Even when I know that they are fine at least until now, for some unknown reason it seems like I just can not stop having some ominous feelings about them.
And just when I was already afraid, the voices stopped coming all of a sudden, quite mysteriously.
I halted on
