Kaine woke to the soft hum of his alarm clock and the faint rays of sunlight filtering through the blinds. It was his 18th birthday—a milestone most people would celebrate. Kaine? He couldn’t give less of a damn. Birthdays didn’t mean shit when everyone you loved was dead. He stared at the ceiling, his body heavy with a familiar numbness, before rolling over and grabbing his phone. The first call of