“My intention is not to kill you, so no. It will not be quick.” Unlike the pace at which Ruvin is dragging Subin away. Away from where they met, away from Subin’s last pleasant memory, away from the world as he knew it. Society will vanish from his memory and only Ruvin will exist.

In a short time, the view shifts from the streets with people and shops to a more isolated area. Street lamps dot the darkness reveal large houses with larger properties getting further and further apart until they approach one solitary estate looming at the terminal point of a street. A large stone fence with an iron gate appears before them.

“This is your home now, my Opal.”