RUBY

I was jolted from my sleep by the sound of the rain getting heavier. When I woke up, Luther was nowhere to be found. I walked over to the window, feeling the stormy wind blowing. My eyes glanced up at the sky. "Hazel? Are you happy up there?" I muttered.

Not long after, I heard footsteps outside. Faintly, there was a slight commotion. I stepped outside, down the hall, and headed for Luther's office.

He was standing in front of his safe, as if he had just put something in. He was about to ...