Canan's POV
Somehow, I just don't feel the urge to push in with this investigation anymore. The fire which was fervent burning within me has completely been put off.
Staring at the brutally battered and damaged body of the two men who had earlier ambushed me a few moments ago, flashes of my monstrosity comes into reality. I glare at my blood stained hands, feeling practically numb to my heart.
My heart feels cold, and like it just stopped beating for a while, stopping the flow of blood and emotions through me. I crash to the ground, sitting and bowing my head between my legs.
“Ahhhhh!!!” I scream, causing the night sky and the sleeping birds to tremble under the voice of my agony.
Who am I? Is this the life I want to live? What's my purpose? I may lie to myself and say that I w
