Chapter One Hundred Ninety Three

The air in this part of the world was humid and the heat was intense, although just enough to remind you to walk with an umbrella or a cap at least. A black SUV cruised across the highway at dizzying speeds. The highway was void of any cars allowing them to drive at speeds one would otherwise advise against. The inhabitants of the car were headed somewhere urgently and they didn't mind the speed the driver used.

A couple in the back seats spoke in hushed tones, "Do you think they are all there this time?" the man asked.

"Well, that would be one rare oddity. We'll be lucky to find Thorrin there at all," the woman replied.