Chapter 12 The Past
- The sound of the gun reminds me of the past that I want to bury very deeply at the back of my head. Memories that I wanted to forget.
- Am I dead? But why do I still feel pain? Then I heard someone fall onto the floor. What happened? Someone is dead.
- I feel something in my lap. It's like a cloth. It makes me feel safe. The smell is familiar. It's him.