I couldn’t sleep. Was it the secret? I thought about the skull. It was the symbol. The symbol of Angel Z.Â He was back.
When morning came, I went to the park to meet Ryan (he’s usually there at about 6am to 8am everyday). I told him confidently, but after seeing his face. I wish I didn’t. ”Angel Z? He cant be back! We destroyed him last time. You don’t have any proof.” Ryan said impatiently. I didn’t answer back. I took time to look into my pockets and find the skull. I knew he would say that.
I showed him the skull and dropped it into his hand. He stood in shock. ”We need to find him. We need to find him quickly. If we don’t, he’ll know the secret and we’ll be one of his slaves.” I said in a serious manner. I rubbed the skullÂ fastidiously. It was time. He came back.