Epilogue

It's been ten years since we lost Hiro him.

Archer and I came to the conclusion that writing down our feelings is better than shoving them down. I should probably just talk about life if nothing at all.

We have day jobs from nine o'clock to six thirty. I work with children while Archer works with dogs. A lot of people work with no time for their family or pets. Our night jobs on Sæturdars and Sünderdars are a little more complicated. We work for a private company called IHC, known as Intellectual Homicide Corpse. It's where Archer and myself can 'let loose', and explore the boundaries a little. We're hired to track down murderers, killers, etc.

I shouldn't write more down about it, I'm side-tracking.

Archer started drinking about a year or so after it happened, and I have to take meds so that I can sleep at night. I don't think drinking helps Archer, but he's constantly in pain. I think he always will be.

Things, apart from that, are going well. As long as our true identities are hidden, we'll be fine.

—Jae

THE END