For You Who Do Not Look In The Eye

Chapters 12. Another Future Again

The lungs pump hard if equated by something it looks more like a small, pinched whistle. I don't know what to do if I see a terrible creature next to them all the time. Just imagining it has made goosebumps every day. Soon want to get away from this world, but there are places that must be visited.

"What ... You okay?" squat down and try to keep him firm.

"No, I didn't see the shot." his head was in the rings but his forehead frown could not be lied to.

An antique flea shop stood behind them exactly. When they hear the words of the mysterious creature, they lure them to come to the flea shop in a different world. The store owner is no different, the old grandfather looks senile anytime he keeps.

When he went inside he directly lectured them, he was heard babbling about work. It seems that Vicktor made her angry for no apparent reason.

"What's wrong?" Ask Vicktor directly.

"What did you say? Where have you been? I'm keeping this shop alone from noon." The tone is irregular due to the age factor.

Vicktor felt regretful as well as astonished he wondered. "Do I work here?"

"Whatchu mean? You're even more senile than me? You're an employee here. Is that why you wanted to quit?" The reply was attentive and a little emotional.

"No-no I just want to make sure, I'm pretty dizzy today. Too much to drink." Sometimes lies can save the world.

"Hey, why? That's not like you? You said you never drank your whole life."

-what? I've never had a drink in my life? Is it possible that I in this world never drink? I mean who looks like me?

Amelia even shook her head to hear him out a speech that was impossible for her father to do. Even he smiled selflessly. Amelia saw something from behind the wall and it was the store guard schedule. Apparently there are people besides Vicktor guarding the store one of which there is a name that he knows.

Vicktor was surprised to see the name clearly displayed. She even thanked Amelia for looking at her with her eyes. Feeling the clues getting closer. Vicktor found out about the guy.

"Do you know the names of the people on this schedule?" Walk closer and point at him.

"Oh that, well of course I know."

"I want you to tell me all these names" pulled him a schedule that stuck to the wall and put it on the table.

"How do I explain to a drunk? You already know those people."

Vicktor smiled simply and was at a loss for words. "You so tell me one name only," he looked for a name that had just made him have the light, "this name, well this name!"

The grandfather glared, opened his glasses and raised his cane. "Don't play me," he hit me on the head with that hard object.

"Hey, I'm not playing you!" Vicktor's protest against Grandpa, though not emotional.

"That's proof alcohol makes you bad, you don't even know your own name!"

"What-What, I mean ... What!" The mist of thought felt in the clouds, escaping from the store leaving Amelia. "No-this can't even make sense."

Vicktor finally realized something of the awkwardness he had felt all along, besides the magic key he got something that made him shocked. He questioned his own existence. Like, do we really exist.

Amelia tried to chase after him accompanied by an old man who did not even step from his place. Amelia also pale to see her father's face full of sweat plus her eyes bulged as if seeing a hell in front of her.

"Do you think we can live?"

"We're alive, have you lost your way? What's the purpose of finding a mother, just give up?"

"You're right, I'm a terrible father. Even your own birthday I honestly don't remember."

"I know that and I don't care about that, the most important thing is that we're together."

Nothing could burn his heart more than the words of his daughter. He is so close yet feels so far away, sometimes we need to see him clearly not with eyes but with feelings. Hope can never be lost from anywhere, even if it is a fantasy at least can create momentary happiness.

He grabbed a dark black key. To make the world move again towards better, again hoping that the world he stepped back into the world of origin at least that world is a world that contains beautiful dreams.

"Take me back to that world one more time," he looked to his daughter, "are you ready?"

"Whatever happens to you will save me, won't you?"

"Surely-"

The sedan car passed by loudly, suddenly stopping at a crossroads. He's a burly man carrying something in his hand, some kind of big crackle bag. That man is Anthonio Gerrad he's with his wife.

"Hello Vin and ... Amelia's cute girl, I brought you some kind of light snack."

Amelia accepted it with a nod, "thank you very much."

"Just come home from the party huh?" Vicktor had a good time, "by the way do you remember someone named ... "

"You're joking she's not your wife!"

He came back with the car and the contents. The crackle contained a wide variety of snacks as he said. However, such things will not be carried but stored on the doorstep of the house that is not a reality. In fact, all of it may be a mere hallucination in which everyone looks so miserable with his form without reason.

The door opened and entered, the world he had just visited was not much different from the atmosphere of the same night. Decide to open the door and inside there is no one but the humming of a girl.

Alice was the word to describe the girl, she stood in front of the glass and posed. Then she welcomes your return home cute like the other pubescent girls. In contrast to Amelia's response she was so affectionate and hugged him tightly.

is she the same Alice? Alice sacrificed herself for the benefit of our lives.

The visual of the house becomes transformed back as if this is indeed filled with the aura of a sticky teenager. Strange yet flexible room decoration is very free to rest. Even he was able to sleep in front of the television properly this time.

"Alice, what are you doing today?" Ask Vicktor while looking for canned beer.

"It doesn't matter, most importantly take care of your face, so grim is your work as a conductor so exhausting?"

No wonder with different answers it is appropriate like that and that is normal. It's strange if someone answers correctly. All the weight faded as the shower water brushed into his body. At that very moment he thought that life was just a game with a very wide map.

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