Bruno’s point of view
It’s been two weeks. Fourteen fu*cking days! Three hundred and thirty-six hours! And there was still nothing, no calls, no messages, no movement. There was literally no sign of him, it was like Ischavor vanished off the surface of the earth like a freaking ghost.
I’m so tired and frustrated, everything I was doing wasn’t working. I’ve never felt so tired the way I am right now, I just wanted to die and be gone from this world. I crave peace so badly but the only thing I keep getting is chaos. If you ever wonder if there was a human in this world who has never known peace, Bruno is his name.
I don’t even know what it feels like to have that type of peace that makes no sense. I stood in the control room, staring at the wall of screens, though there was nothing new
