You decide that you need to find your brother instead of helping a strange old woman do some mysterious deed she won't even explain!
" I have to find my family", you inform Osewa, taking on the demeanor of a soldier on a mission.
"Alright, my dear", Osewa exclaims sadly. "But before you go, your brother is alive. I have seen him. He is around this building, searching for you".
Excited, you sprint around the building after taking a moment to observe her smiling at you ever so coldly. You make the turn, unable to control yourself.
The next sight you see is one that will forever be etched into your brain. You saw your brother lying on the grey concrete covered in blood. There are scars covering his face and almost-bare body. The tsunami was not at fault for this.
Weak in the knees, you crumble to the ground, sobs wreaking havoc on your small body. You claw your way closer to him, your deafening sobs filling the alley. Through your blurry eyes, you read what appear to be words etched on his bare chest. "YOU COULD HAVE SAVED HIM", they read, in all capital letters. You are to blame. If you had not been selfish you could be in your brother's embrace right now. You will forever live with this guilt. His blood is on your hands.THE END.

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