Koen was standing in front of the large glass window of his home office. He was wearing an expensive, tailored white shirt paired with finely cut khaki trousers. Still holding a coffee in one hand, his eyes were fixed outside, watching the rain. Koen checked his wristwatch once more and decided that he should leave for the office now. He checked himself in the mirror one last time. Koen’s dark blond hair was neatly trimme...

Leaving Zilverduin was never an easy choice, but it was necessary. Soren knew that Koen could only reach his full potential if he didn’t have to worry about his weird, broken friend. A sharp ringing pulled Soren from his sleep. He groaned and reached for the phone on the bedside table. The screen read ‘Big B’. He hesitated for a moment, then answered. Before he could speak, a deep, gravelly voice came through “Hey man, ch...