She sighs….

He knows she's dead now…

She whispers his name at night.

He can't accept her death.

She looks just like her and it frightens her deep inside.

He wants revenge, but he doesn't know where to begin.

She keeps him alive and it keeps her going.

He can never find her, even after hid death.

She wants to know why this happens, but can't find the answers.

He looks like him and he doesn't know it.

She is always relied on, and that scares her at night.

He wants this machine, and doesn't care what happens to this city.

She is the present…

He…he is the past.

Owari