falling.
falling.
falling.
I'm falling.
It's so dark.
KAA-SAN!
AL!
There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
There is no redemption.
I'm falling.
Falling.
Who will save me?
A single tear fell down the young boy's face. His whimpers could be heard through the whole infirmary. But he was all alone.
Alone.
All alone.
Why?
I walk this path by myself.
Is that the cost of my sin?
There were no flowers by his bedside. There were no cards, not even the meaningless "get well soon" type. The room was stark white, much in contrast to the young boy's black and dark dreams and memories.
Al disappearing.
That face.
That grinning face.
He screamed. No one heard. No one came. No one was there to wipe his forehead. No one was there to hold his hand while he groped meaninglessly for a something to grab.
Kaa-san's "reincarnation".
Nina and Alexander.
Hughes-san.
Al.
They were all gone.
Because of him.
But this time, a cool hand held his hand and wiped his face. Her tears mingled with his, but there was a trembling hand that wiped away his tears and a cool hand that stilled his hand.
But this time, there was a light. Hikari.
