SPLIT BETWEEN THREE WORLDS

ping me awake with thoughts of leaving the facility. The mixture of excitement and anticipation made me antsy like an ant with it’s tail on hot ember

one last look at the room that has been my home for quite a period of time, I felt nothing but relief. I wasn’t gonna miss it, not a single bit, I hated the pla

I was escorted to the admission block with my luggage. I never made actu

icer said, the way he said it seemed rehearsed.

n the contrar

n here you have a roof over your head and food

moment, my mind ch

ille” I

m his desk. His eyes which peered from the top of his glasse

y home town”

ric

han Blaze”

his eyes “ Look Ethan, FiendVille

an adu

place you just go to for a new st

I d

riples the ones in all other towns combined. It’s the most dangerous town i

still m

e is no inheritance left in your name and apart from the rug

leaving form and hand me over my ID. I have had three years

that we will provide you with better accommodation, better fo

hought. I wasn’t staying a day more in here and I had made up my mind. The mor

then pushed it towards me. I hastily picked it up tog

Wh

rgetting someth

otes. I was already beaming with excitement when he started

ed to give me tw

a charity orga

Ethan”

even giving you cash, heaven knows how mu

keep silent and take my starting cash. Not mentioning that the law required ever

you” I

e” he put on his glasses

a fifteen dollar ticket to the dreaded FiendVille then used the rest of the cash to buy me something to eat. The bus was filled with empty

us’s window like an excited foreign tourist or an ecstatic dog, spent t

that drool had rolled over and covered half my face. The bus driver gave me an am

er at the time, people laughed as they walked around while chatting spiritedly. Bright lights illuminated every bit of the spot where I was dropped off and for meters on end. For a town that was supposed to b

lked around FiendVille taking in the sight that I had missed so