Chapter 52: Killer Clown

A gray-haired man, with wings as white as snow and glowing, was standing not far away from Luke. His eyes are light gray. It was holding a strange golden dagger, and blood dripped from it. Luke also noticed the wound on his wrist. When it looked at him, it quickly flew closer and grabbed him.

"Dad?" Kyra asked from the other line. "Dad, are you still there?"

Luke gasped as the sweat drenched him. He looked at his phone on the floor and could still hear Kyra's voice. He wiped his effort with his palm and picked up his phone.

"Dad, are you okay? Are there demons there? Are you at home?" Kyra asked.

"I'm fine, Kyra. Don't worry," said Luke. He took his water tumbler and drank from it.

Luke had to explain to Kyra so that he would stop asking questions. Kyra doesn't know about his ability to see the future. Nor does she know about his search for Amira. After he talked to Kyra, the drowsy never revisited him. Instead, he took a bath to relax his mind. That vision is another puzzle for h