Noah reached the café fifteen minutes prior to the rendezvous time; he selected a small cubicle with two seats. The “scream booth” were occupied by others, he couldn’t remind of a time coming in this café without his friends, he had an urge to call Anamika but didn’t. He was unaware of the identity of the person whom he was going to meet. It would be better to know his intensions first before making any hasty steps. Noah didn’t order anything, a hot water was there in front of him, and he sipped it nervously looking towards the entrance. At 5.00pm he looked his watch, before his eyes could engage a man stood before him, dressed in a rider’s suit, all black with red stripes. The man removed his gloves, goggles, and rider’s mask to reveal him. The face was unfamiliar and Noah stared with tep
