SEE YOU AGAIN

As Luciano gazed up at the swirling lights of the Aurora Borealis that painted the dark sky above him, his mind was a whirlwind of confusion and… fear perhaps. Being in this mortal form had introduced him to emotions he was once not privy to, emotions he could call curiosity before when he was in his immortal form. The unsettling tale that Giovanni told of his dreams being haunted by Norman echoed in his mind and he could not shake the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of his stomach.

Norman was a name that had been whispered in hushed tones among the inhabitants of the Underworld for as long as he lived, perhaps even centuries. He was said to be a powerful and malevolent being, a denizen who had never been seen by mortal eyes. Not only that, but unpredictable too. He had always believed Norman to be nothing more than a myth, a tale passed down through generations to scare the young and naïve.