I didn’t fall. I escaped.

Luka pov

I follow Fenton’s steps, but I can’t stop his words from echoing in my mind. I know he’s talking about something, possibly explaining important details, but I can’t force myself to pay attention.

Than claimed God is dead, and here is this man claiming God is lost. Not only that, apparently, God is a she.

If I thought our life was messed up earlier, now, it seems like an entire rollercoaster ride. A wild one with loops and surprises no one could predict.

I want to figure out why all of this is happening. It can’t be that some trees suddenly grew out of nowhere and decided that my brother or his child could be the only key to close that gate of evil.

No, there has to be more. There has to be someone who stands behind creating this mess and watches us try to solve the mystery.

“Fenton?” I call his name, stopping his rant mid-sentence.

“Hmm?” He hums, still heading forward. I assumed he might stop and give me a moment to ask the question, but I suppose criminal minds t