The 13th year (pt.7)

I decided that I wanted to show up. I will ask one of the jailguards to accompany me to the courtyard.

I wonder if i'm making the right choice.

So that's what I did. I travelled down the long, twisted way of the jail exit, past the many complicated locks, and into the courtyard. And there I saw who was waiting for me.

It was the kid! He had a bizzare look on his face, and looked kind of strange all around. It wasn't scary, just weird.

"We never officially met yet, right?" the kid asked me. He offered me a handshake, "Names Nived."

I took the handshake, "Hey, i'm Koddam, but you can call me Kody."

He still seemed a little off,the bags under his eyes explaining past tortures of life, "I'll call you by your last name, got it Neirad?"

"Uh, sure," I stated, unsure of this guy's stability. "Is that all you wanted me here for?"

"Yea, I needed to meet you."

I didn't feel like telling him that I felt the same, for some reason.

I stayed up again most of the night, thinking about what will await me for the next 5 years, until my 13th birthday.