He really did go though a lot, did he? I don't blame him. But...... All those people.... He could've just- No. He wouldn't. He couldn't.... Save them.
" Wait... You mean everyone except you died in the mine?!? " I was full of grief and misery. I tried to keep up with him as he walked down the path. He didn't sound traumatized at all: and most people are when something like this happens. Then why- no, HOW is he so calm and controlling right now when he's supposed to be broken down and flustered?? " ...... Yes. I feel dead inside for not calling the police when I had the chance. But when I saw that man...... " He shook his head. " ..... No. Shouldn't tell you that. " " No. Please tell! It's better for me because I want to help yo- " He turned around and stopped me in my tracks. His facial expression was calm, but he had a touch of fear and horror in his eyes: I could see it. " No. You don't need to know. "
We walked for what seemed like an eternity. The trees were starting to get wet and the clouds were coming in fast. Rain huh? I would've never guessed. We did make it to town by dawn. Good, i won't be late for school. We walked down a isolated street near my house. We- Well, I stopped in front of my house. He stopped after I did. " ....... You need to go now, huh? " I sighed. I'm glad he understands, at least. " Yeah. This is my place. " " Oh? Really? " He looks down the street in a hesitant manner. " I just live down the street. At the end of the block. " He points down the street to the old and deserted house I tried to enter years ago.
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HorrorHe wants to know where I live? What do I tell him? And why does he live in........ That house?........