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" You will never rest in peace .. You can't.. "

He woke up screaming, his hands on his ears. The doors oppened quickly and a dozen of doctors and nurses raced in the room.

" He's alive ! "

Everybody hurried around him, doing their work. He couldn't keep his hands out of his ears, the deafening sound of the accident still here. The headache should have knocked him out but the pain was so strong he couldn't shut his eyes. Everyone tried to keep him in the bed. The chemical products's smell disgusted him and he was about to throw up.

It was too much. He couldn't take the pain away. It was the same pain he felt years ago , it was even stronger. He wanted to break everything in the room, the doctors, the nurses, the furnitures, the walls, the doors.. He.. . He began to close his eyes then. Somebody gave him a injection and everything went black again.

" The poor man.. How are we going to announce him that Henry.. Mister is not in the state to take this.. We should wait "

" No Reina.. It's part of our job.. We'll wait until he wake up.. Then we shall speak to him, professionally. "

" How is the little girl ? "

" She will live, when the car crushed, her mother's body plus his father's protected her, the truck crashed against the other side of the limo, it's a miracle she survived, like her father, but she's very weak for the moment. We shall speak about that later, let the man rest "

Then they were gone, the room went quiet for the rest of the night.

He finally woke up 36 hours later, in the middle of the afternoon. The neon lamp wouldn't stop its noise. Outside, many crows were sitting on a big tree, facing Mark's room. His eyes opened but he shuted them quickly.

" Why am I here.. I.. "

He remembered, his mind started to recall everything.

" Anna.. Horia .. Amelia.. Mickaela.. "

With difficulty, he tried to sit up straight. He lost his gaze in the white wall in front of him. The minuts passed slowly, he couldn't think clearly. The door opened then and the crows outside went away.

" Mr Callaway ? "

He turned slowly where the man stood. A doctor again.

" Y..ess ? "

" I'm here to inform you about the accident.. "

He moved forward slowly, nervous, it wasn't everyday that he had to announce to a WWE superstar this kind of thing, to The Undertaker on top of that..

" During the night between Monday and Tuesday, your driver, you and your family had a car crash accident in the city, a truck crashed against your vehicle.. When we pulled you out of the car, you were dead and the medical crew tried to revive you, in vain, we evacuated you to the hospital and after a couple of hours you.. Came back to life.. Of course we have a lot of scientific explanation who can demonstrate how you - "

" Shut up .. I swear if you don't shut the fuck up I'm going to kill you.. "

Mark hid his face, the pain still strong in his head.

" Where are my girls ?.. What happened to my wife and my children ?.. "

" Mr Mark.. I think you should rest stil.. It's not - "

" Answer. Now. I want to see them and you're not stopping me. "

The young doctor shivered, he was all alone and he was too young to die now. "

" We tried to help them.. All the medical crew tried .. Our best doctors and surgeons tried.. You-r.. Yo-ur wife passed away during the car crash.. Horia Callaway and Mickaela Callaway's death followed a couple of hours after... I'm sorry.. "

Mark mind went blank. The word " dead " repeated in his thoughts, It couldn't be real, it couldn't. It was a nightmare, it was atrocious. His treasures, he lost them, he lost them forever. Like that.

His first and only love, the woman of his life, she who relieved him. The flesh of his flesh, his two little and precious baby girls.. He who saw them grow into two beautiful kids.. They were too kind.. The three of them.. Too kind and beautiful to die now.

Did they suffered ? Did they felt pain before they leaved forever ? Did his two little sweethearts had to feel pain so young ? Did they felt the same pain he endured years ? Was it worse ? He wished they didn't.

He wished everything was just a bad dream. He wished he fell asleep in this car.

" The driver is in fault.. He missed a red signal.. He's alive and not in a bad state.. Also your youngest child , Amelia, survived.. But she's in a really bad state.. We're sure her state will be better soon.. "

His little flower.. Amelia.. God.. She was still with him.. She was in hearth.. She didn't leave him, a single tear rolled down his face.

" I want to see them. I want to see them now.. "

" Mister.. I understand but they're already.. Already burried.. "

" How ?! "

Mark stood up, ignoring the pain in his legs, in shock.

" WHO ORDERED THIS ?! "

The doctor tried to step back but it was too late, the WWE superstar grabbed him by his tie and soon he wasn't on the floor anymore.

" Your- Your f-fat-father.. Mr Bear-"

Mark dropped him suddenly. His eyes widened in shock. No. This name. He thought his past would stay where it was. Images from his childhood came back. He saw his mother and his father, he saw his precious brother and this man. His demons catched him again. It was too late. He shivered at the thought of the name. Paul Bearer. He worked back there, in his parent's funeral home.

A creepy but harmless man. Mark loved to toy with him has a child. His father ? Bullshit..

Wasn't he supposed to be dead in the fire ? He remembered, the man was here this night. When he dropped the fire. How was he not dead ? Worse, what was he doing in this hospital the same night of the car crash. How did he know ?

" I- I can let you see your daughter Mister.. I'm sure you - "

" Move ! Go on.."

The doctor stood up quickly and went outside, Mark followed him, thinking about everything and nothing at the same time.

His heart was crying the death of his girls, but he couldn't stop the felling of happiness at he thought of his little Amelia. She would help him survive. He needed her more than ever. She was the last light in his world of darkness.

"~ Or is she the last barrier to your way to complete power ?~"

He tightened his fists, Was he mad ? Insane ? Was it his fault if his family suffered ? Was it because of him ? Probably..

Undertaker shook his head and followed the doctor.

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Amalia,