DAMON'S POV
The drive to my aunt's place is torturous and dare I say long, but I would do it over again in a heartbeat. The lush trees that rushed by and the evergreen scenery always got to me. I didn't think that was the only thing I loved about the journey. It was the darkness that seemed to lurk deeper in the forest, behind the facade of the gentility the green woods seem to portray. One Day, I would explore that part and nothing would stop me. Aunt Martha's house was no less than a four hour drive from the city if not more and if I wasn't mistaken. She'd made a small cozy cottage at the western edge of the city her home and she didn't even mind the lack of company around her. If anything, she revered it and that just might be one of the many things we both shared in common. A bump i
