Chapter 13

Following my mother's funeral arrangements, I found myself at loose ends.

Devoid of employment or companionship, I wandered through life like an empty shell.

The recent years had passed like a reverie, filled with highs, lows, and anticipation.

Now, only isolation remained.

Shortly after, an unmarked parcel arrived, no larger than my hand. Inside lay a USB stick.

The living room drapes diffused the daylight, casting shadows on the ground.

Seated on the floor, I viewed the footage Luke had sent.

Those with mental health issues seemed oddly carefree.

Despite the poor home conditions, Nancy still found energy to revel in an underground club.

When Luke located her, Nancy was already intoxicated. Upon seeing him, she eagerly invited him to join her for drinks.

In her inebriated state, Nancy was oblivious to the impending danger.

Luke guided her to a secluded spot and retrieved a concealed blade.

His collar-mounted camera clearly captured Nancy's demise with a single thrust.