Suicidal's confession

Jerome

We've been roaming around for days, now.

He introduced me to other people, well, dead people.

I have learned that we could get what we want in here, there's no need for money or something. You just got to ask from the book keeper, he's at the city hall on the 10th street.

Jerome told me that, the book contains each and everyone's name who enters the big door.

I didn't believe him.

It's impossible! I said.

But he looked at me and told me that nothing's impossible in here.

That's the time I saw a scar on the right side of his forehead.

What happened on you? I asked.

"Everything was fine at first, but suddenly it all changed." He answered.

I didn't get what he said, I would like to ask more questions but I was scared of him.

I ask him if we could already go home.

While we were walking home, he was so quiet.

Are you okay? I asked
Yes, I'm fine. He answered.

But I know he wasn't.

Then he asked me something

We're already dead, but the thoughts and memories are still killing me.
I'm trying to run away from it.
But it feels like it's an endless road. I couldn't escape, even if I wanted to.

I was left speechless, I know, something is still bothering him.
I want to help him, but how?