Something's Near

It was already midnight when Luther decided to go back to his apartment, rather, the apartment that that sketchy guy gave him. 

"There must be something that he at least would know." He muttered inside his room, the gore scenes flashed inside his head again that made him slam his fist on the wall. "D*mn it! What am I doing here, standing and waiting for the Gods to answer all my questions? I can't stand here and just do that, how am I supposed to discover what's the true meaning of all of this?" 

He opened the fridge and took a bag of blood, sucked it all in, and cleansed his head with it. He felt that he was revived by it. The liquid that rushed inside his throat to his stomach gave him immediate strength and power, his eyes shone, and he had much more awareness than usual.