The car was on his way, again. Mike was on his wondering ways. The address was written on his sticker pads, of course along with other unnecessary random words. He drove straight, it wasn't quite a far distance. Missouri, a state of secrets, mysteries, the cave state. Well, the lady herself was a mystery. Mike tried to remember the conversations, it wasn’t there, it wasn't in his memory. The migraine rush kept his void covered. He needed those pills, badly. He checked on the streets, the heat was waving to him. Why? Saying goodbye? Or welcoming to the mysteries? He didn’t know, neither could he guess. He just knew the ways, the roads. St Louis was quite a big city, not so cheerful though. He could see the people, few people, moving, in masks, in gloves. The hastiness, the desperati

