"Why would you wanna know all this?"
He bit on the raw chicken, half-cooked after the bizarre episode of fire and spices back in the kitchen.
"Because it related"
I gagged.
"The fact my grandad died in a battle, and my grandma went crazy and is nowhere to be seen; is related to this psychopath?"
He nodded like the worst sense made good sense. I screeched.
"What does that even?"
"Comprehend, I know; for you, it's weird. So was it for everyone else? But time abound, I learned more than what my curiosity asked and here I'm regretting the decision"
It was a puzzle. He was talking in those jigsaws, nerd children are given during junior summer camps.
"It's where I come into the story. Why I was asked to do this. Now I know. There is nothing that beats this insecurity I have now. It all
