Choices

[Nox]

It had been several weeks and Nox had absolutely NO idea why he'd come from the United States to Moscow. His wallet had contacts he didn't remember. He hadn't bothered to call any of them. He wanted to figure this out on his own, or at least try to. But so far he'd found nothing. Even the information in his wallet was cryptic, he expected it was encrypted with some code but he had no clue how to decipher it.

It didn't help that he was already paranoid about his abrupt departure from the crashing plane. Everything was a mess, he couldn't remember anything from before waking up in the hospital. He wasn't even sure his name was Nox Durante. If he was paranoid enough to encrypt his phone's contents, surely he wasn't traveling under his real name. But that was all he had going for him.

There was one name on his contact list that he kept feeling like he needed to call. This Aurora. But he never could make the call. He almost had several times. He wondered who she was and why the name drew him like it did. But his paranoia kept him from making that call.

Unable to any answers Nox sought better company. The bottle was hardly a friend, but it was a comfort none-the-less. The bar he'd chosen was nothing special, but so far the service had been good, the waitress' pretty, and the beer cold. It was all that really mattered.

Nox had watched the last pair come in. They didn't seem like a couple, though from the way the man moved he was hoping for some action. Nox wasn't good at reading people, but they didn't look like a couple even on a date, it was something more sinister he was sure of it. Why he was, he didn't quite know. But he felt it deep down.

They spoke in hushed whispers and Nox wished to hear what they said. But he was too far away and moving closer would just be awkward. He'd watch and wait.They

Then all of a sudden, there was this presence, like pure hatred, a real menace erupted from the man. It called to him too, but for the life of him Nox had no idea what it was calling, but he felt the tug none-the-less.

Nox stood up beer in his hand. He put on his best smile and pulled his leather jacket close around him. The woman might not need his assistance, but that man was dangerous, he could feel it in his gut. He walked over to them and put his arm around the woman. "And my what a goddess she is."
The word hit a chord but the memory was fleeting. It was just a book, something old and dusty and something he hadn't been interested in then, but now, today, he was. If only he could remember. "Is this man bothering you?"