Nightstalkers

Let me tell you about Nightstalkers.

They're a curious kind of people, who are restless. Restless souls.

In a way, we all are Nightstalkers. But full-fledged Nightstalkers can't go by a night without going under the open sky and wandering.

Some wander for a few minutes. Some all night long.

Searching. For that one thing we're all searching.

Death Lane.

It's not as if we're searching for it consciously. We're just awfully drawn to it.

As I said before, Nightstalkers are awfully curious. I wouldn't call myself one, but I do enjoy getting out.

Because occasionally, when I'm careful, it stops.

Everything stops. Even the warm wind takes a break and the world is stopping for a single instance.

That's when you know you've reached Death Lane.

But as soon as that thought reached my mind(or perhaps it had been there all the time for I doubt that even thoughts could move in Death Lane), the world started moving again.

And Death had completely slipped my mind.