Alone she enters. Head covered in a rain-soaked hood.
She sits at a table in the back of the room. A dark figure is waiting for her there.
''It's been 17 years since that day...
I can still remember it as if it just happened...
I can still hear their voices''
The dark figure sitting at the table doesn't speak.
''When you spend so much time by yourself you get to thinking.
Thinking about all the things you should have said- and all the things you shouldn't have.
I think about that a lot, you know.
I just wish...''
The figure its their head slowly- you can hear its bones creaking
''I just wish I could make things right...
I often think about what I could have done.
How I could have saved them.
Funny isn't it? When it happens you don't think like that. You act without thinking. You make poor choices''
The dark figure sitting across the table nods. Slowly lifting its arm. From under the sleeve, a boney, rotting hand is revealed.
It hands her an object
She looked at this object in utter disbelief
''How did you get this?''
She sits at a table in the back of the room. A dark figure is waiting for her there.
''It's been 17 years since that day...
I can still remember it as if it just happened...
I can still hear their voices''
The dark figure sitting at the table doesn't speak.
''When you spend so much time by yourself you get to thinking.
Thinking about all the things you should have said- and all the things you shouldn't have.
I think about that a lot, you know.
I just wish...''
The figure its their head slowly- you can hear its bones creaking
''I just wish I could make things right...
I often think about what I could have done.
How I could have saved them.
Funny isn't it? When it happens you don't think like that. You act without thinking. You make poor choices''
The dark figure sitting across the table nods. Slowly lifting its arm. From under the sleeve, a boney, rotting hand is revealed.
It hands her an object
She looked at this object in utter disbelief
''How did you get this?''
