Jin hadn't taken me anywhere since our last incident and since then, they've had me in a wheelchair. I can very well push myself and they let me but still Michelle or Jin is with me no matter the circumstances. I guess they don't want me to be lonely.

I heard a loud clatter of voices as Michelle and Jin walked into the room. "Jin, she shouldn't be going anywhere!"

"It won't be for very long! Pray to your spirits if you're so afraid!"

I turned my chair around only to see them bickering now in front of me. Michelle sighed. "Alright, but I'm coming with you."

It has been a while since I've heard The Voice. "Oh, so now I'm THE VOICE, eh?" And when I do, it's not too often.

"Come on, Mother," Jin smiled. "We're going for a walk." He came up behind me and pushed my chair along the floor. Michelle walked beside him.

I watched as we walked into a forest and stopped in a clearing.

"Mom," he paused and looked down at me, but I didn't look at him; I just kept looking off into the distance. "Do you remember this? You and I used to come here a long time ago."

"No…I don't….remember." My voice was no longer that of a little girl, no longer full of fear. It sounded as though someone else had spoken in reply to my son.

I looked back at Jin. His eyes flashed and I saw someone else in him. I knew his look all too well. He looked similar to Jin but his features were a little different. I fell from my chair and onto the ground. My body began to shake violently. It wouldn't stop. I couldn't make it stop. Suddenly all was still. I couldn't move. The Voice's words ringing in my head. "You're gonna die. Nobody loves you, no one ever has. You're gonna die. They're gonna leave you so the animals can eat your flesh. They'll rip you to shreds. You'll be eaten alive. No one loves you. They'll kill you. You're gonna die." I closed my eyes tight and screamed into the distance. "No, they love me! Jin loves me! I'm not gonna die! They'll save me! Jin will save me!" Tears streamed down my cheeks and I swallowed hard. Maybe The Voice was right. Maybe They would leave me to die. No. "Yes." No. No! NO! Tears fell harder upon my cheeks. I opened my eyes.

There he was. Jin. My Jin. My son. "Jin," I whispered, looking up at him. "I can't move."

He bent down to me. "Don't worry, Mother. It'll be alright." He stroked me forehead as I lay before him crying silent tears. "Michelle went to get help," he whispered back. "You were right; by the way, I do love you, Mom." He picked me up and cradled me in his arms. My arms fell limp below me. I tried to smile but I'm not sure it came out too well. I then decided to rest my eyes for a while.