Supernatural Case Files

3 Dollar Ticket

Moments of Memories
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Chapter 1

Tyler's face all held down and his expressions all deteriorated. The time was all high so was the dense evening sky. Everyone around cheered up except for this person who had to withdraw from this happy period after this conversation.

Ismail could feel him sad;

"Even tho she died, but never the less we had a happy ending to the case at least. I know I sound ridiculous,

But it could be an event to casually celebrate whereas you are still stuck sad.

Enjoy a little maybe,"

Wynn remained deeply silent, although he performed what felt right,

"How could I enjoy this time away, l lost someone forever.

Wish someone could feel me better at least,"

Wynn poured him 5th glass of wine silently and Tyler was a quick grabber. In an instant, he had the glass with him.

Pouring himself for the 6th time, Tyler had just taken a few sips from it when Zareena was the one who approached him, wanting to talk to him.

Her ash eyes felt like that of Umber's and Tyler would never wish that eyes to see him drunk.

Tyler emptied his glass on the grass making his mind that he would never get this drunk again. Tyler was hazed, so did his vision blurred, he could only notice that the girl wore red and had eyes like that of Umber's.

Zareena wanted to talk with him, knowing exactly with this state of his mind he could never take her words to heart.

Zareena had her opinion to speak, the opinion she felt he would never accept any other time.

Tyler sat on the grass and gently placed the wine glass apart. Zareena made sure she talked with him while standing apart.

"Tyler, I am sorry,
I am sorry for being silent. I felt everything would calm down if you and her were safe around. I felt this would never grow this wild. I wish that Zakura would never take away someone who cared for her and the one who we cared for.

She was deeper into bad that someday she would die anyhow but for Umber, I still wished she was with me, even after all those compromises and everything. She is not here to sit with you and me, she is gone and dead.

I am sad that you are all drunk and this way, the version of you that I could never imagine, but the version of you that you are now.

I am sorry that I stayed silent where I should have spoken about those threats I got, not in the courtroom so late but when she was still alive and with us. I did so badly, and I am extremely sad. It's just that I could not think straight and I could still not prove them wrong either way.

I saw Annie do her sacrificial rituals, I felt that was her end. The drugs were all busted, I never knew how she was connected with it, nor did I even try to find, it until she died.

I came to know eventually but the state you were at, I thought you might attempt a suicide if you came to know anything more gruesome.