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People wearing black filled the whole room. Most of them were mourning, some were occupied with their thoughts, others were busy chitchatting about what happened. Some staffs were roaming around, giving snacks to the visitors. The room's ambiance was nothing but pure sympathy and mourn.

Drake, Daphne and Seth have been in the funeral for almost two hours. Seth doesn't know what to do. His eyes can't stop moving back and forth. He started to breathe heavily, nearly loosing his sanity. It was him who killed Drake's brother. He doesn't know, he was just asked to do it. He can't even remember why he committed such thing, he's not like that.

Drake, who was currently with Daphne, sat beside Seth. Daphne followed Drake and sat beside him. "My deep condolences, Drake." Drake patted Seth's shoulder, giving him a small smile.

"What happened to your brother?" Daphne asked. Drake shrugged, "Someone just saw him, lying under the tree, breathless.." a moment of silence filled the three of them. "I hope the murderer will be caught soon." Daphne broke the silence. "Don't worry, Drake. If I caught the killer, I will put him in jail myself." Daphne tried to lighten up Drake, and the other felt a strong guilt.