thirteen

her

bed sheets smell

of chlorine, my

mind is lost in a

maze of confusion.

"she's losing

too much blood!"

shouts a voice

i am too tired to

recognize.

too tired to

do anything.

too tired to

move, too tired

to breathe. too

tired to try to

stop the blood.

i am

f a l l i n g

in a cave of

d a r k n e s s.

maybe there,

i will be healed.

-

him

"south lee, right?"

"yes. this is me. who is

this?"

"rose's mom."

"is everything okay?"

"no, it's not. you let my

daughter walk alone at night,

and now where is she? you

said you would take care of

her! how could you let this

happen to her?!"

"i-what? where is she?

what happened?"

"she got attacked. you didn't

know? i'm surprised."

"..."

"she said your name

while she was sleeping.

i thought you should know."

"w-where?"

"hospital."

"i-i'll be there."