Chapter 16.

A different air.

The freedom she had dreamed of had brought her back to reality, to what she knew, she looked back several times to make sure this wasn't a dream...

She started to run away from that bus station, her heart was starting to race, she was free, she wasn't going to be part of any ritual of a crazy shape-shifting sect, her brain was slowly understanding that she was where she needed to be...

An unknown voice interrupted her thoughts saying: Winters... it's you, she stopped and hugged the person who had spoken: it was Adonis, a part-time coworker of hers, who asked her: ¿where have you been, woman?

You know you've been thrown out, I've looked for you several times in your house, but it was empty, ¿have you been out of town?, ¿Why haven't you told anyone?, And she simply said to him: It's good to see someone real, someone human in front of me…

And then Adonis said to her:  ¿Have you gone crazy woman?, ¿ How could I not be a human?,  ¿What would I be?,  ¿ A robot or a ghost? , And laughing, she said to him: It's just that I haven't felt free for a long time and my mind was a little confused…

With which he said to her: I see, that's why you were running like crazy… ¿Do you need me to take you home?, And she said: Please, I would be more than grateful if you could take me home.

He opened the door of his car, which was simple, normal, it was an everyday executive car, in the back seat there was bread and some things that the man had gone to buy… when he left her at her house he made sure that she went in, but she was just standing in front of the door with watery eyes…

And then, he lowered the passenger window and asked her: ¿what's wrong?, ¿ Have you lost your keys?,  And she said yes, she had left, which was why she hadn't come home, so he got out with a hammer and a chisel that he had in the glove compartment and broke the lock, telling her to wait for him because he was going to get her a spare cylinder that he had at home, that he couldn't leave her with the door open, much less after the numerous scandals and femicides that had happened in recent years.

She thanked him for his help, and when he started the car, she ran and hugged the sofa in her living room... the only thing that was waiting for her was a sofa and an empty house, but it was exactly what she needed, she didn't want a bunch of flatterers calling her some kind of miracle from a wolf or a 250-year-old werewolf who let himself be carried away by some kind of goddess of the Moon that didn't exist.

She was aware that if God existed he was used to screwing up other people's lives and she was included in the package.