Fear changes your mindset. In the days following the news report on television, I realized I couldn't just sit idly by, waiting for Sebastian's ghost to appear. He controlled the sea, but I was on land, and if there was one thing I'd learned from him, it was to anticipate the enemy's moves before they even set foot on the battlefield.
On Monday morning, I used my break to do something I'd been putting off for days. I didn't go back to my room, but instead walked in the opposite direction, getting lost in the side streets that climbed up to Beyoğlu, far from the bookstore and Kerem's watchful eyes.
I needed a second escape plan.
I slipped into a small, dark internet café that smelled of tobacco and damp. I paid cash for half an hour of internet access on one of the computers in the back,
