The hunter who saved me made a suggestion, “lay low in Portland, kid. You can’t handle the demons haunting you here.”
With the cash in my pocket, I bus tripped to Oregon and sought sanctuary at the local Archdiocese. Befriended by Reverend Donald Buxman (Vicar), he’s the one who stopped me during my first moment of weakness. Had he not stopped me, I would have killed her. He also taught me about what I am and ways to resist my inner demon.