Chapter 44

• His footsteps sounded like a ticking clock counting down towards Kairo's doom.
• The rustling leaves, the snapping twigs, just like the ticking hands of a wall clock, they amplified the tension in the silent atmosphere.
• As for the others, they wanted to stop him, but they all felt the same thing Kairo felt earlier. Like a voice echoing in their minds, their instincts hurled many warnings running down their nerves. They knew getting close would only mean one thing; a threat to their lives.