(Chapter 7, Love can revive.)

I didn't understand, way too confused to even ask how he was still alive. I guess I am lucky he isn't dead, I mean if he was, I would have to deal with the courts assumptions of murder. I looked at the boy, he starred back at me. "W..where bin ich?" He spoke to me in this weird language. What seemed to be nonsense to me, actually turned out to be German. I remember the word ich, it meant I. And the way he spoke, the word 'vhere' I believe was English 'where'. I tried to figure out the bin part. "Where _ I...", I remember learning the German language then. I tried to memorize the language so I could talk to him. But that never lead me anywhere. My next idea was to teach him Japanese, the language I understood. Or Italian, that I knew too. It worked, but it took a long time to teach him it.

"Yes, I do. I remember." I always do, and that is the truth. I saw Rin look at the ocean, it was a beautiful sight, the night made it look like a dream.