When I read, I like to go somewhere else in my mind with stories that touch our real world without taking place in it. - Tomi Adeyemi

(Chapter Seventy-Six)*Even from afar, I see the blackened corpses that lie in the streets. Corpses that lie there because of me.

Reality and logic don’t matter to her. She needs this so badly, failure isn’t even in the realm of possibilities.

Minutes stretch into hours, an eternity that drags like death. Each second that passes is another second my mind tumbles in guilt What if they’re captured? What if they die? I can’t have more people perish for this. I can’t have more blood stain my hands.