When they reached the other side of the pedestrian crossing they stopped together. He looked down at her expectantly. "I have to go into town, but I'll see you at the wall in a while. Is that okay?"
Taylor shrugged.
" I'll find you," he promised as he walked in a different direction as Taylor started turning into the walkway around the city.
Taylor smiled as she walked away from him. She stopped her foolish thoughts when a feeling sunk into her, a feeling she had no hope of entertaining or even exploring.
Daimhin walked in the opposite direction. He had to collect a soul.
As he reached the park, he was just in time to see a young man fall down onto the ground while four youths stood around him. The four young men who stood around the figure huddled on the ground, kicked him repeatedly while the hoods of their grey jackets were pulled around their heads. Daimhin supposed it was so that the numerous security cameras surrounding the area would not be able to capture their images too clearly, making them recognizable and then arrested.
Daimhin felt sorry for the boy on the ground, but just like photographers of nature, he could not interfere. He had to be a silent witness, even if the scene repelled him. An unfortunate consequence of nature where the strongest eradicated the weakest.
Daimhin stepped into the circle of violence and bend down onto his haunches. He touched the young man on the ground, whose body looked broken. The boy opened clear blue eyes and stepped out of his body as Daimhin stood up again.
Zayn looked down at his crumpled body sadly.
Daimhin patted him on the back remorsefully. "Don't worry, Zayn. Karma is watching as well, and she will get her revenge."
Zayn looked at Daimhin bewildered. "Who are you?"
" Pleased to meet you, Zayn. I am Daimhin and I will be your escort today. Please walk with me."
They turned away from the violent scene behind them and passed through into The Valley.
" What happens now?" Zayn asked.
" I am going to walk with you through The Valley because it is not easy to navigate. You could get stuck in here, and then you would be trapped between the land of the living and the plane of souls. Stay close to me, for your own safety."
" Are there a lot of people stuck in here?"
" Too many," Daimhin replied evasively.
Interested Zayn stopped walking. "Are they the ones who stay behind and haunt houses and stuff?"
" Keep up with me, Zayn." Daimhin stopped and pulled on Zayn's elbow.
They started walking again. Their surroundings were getting darker and darker. A sad keening started to surround them.