C12: Facing the Present through the Past

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After her short conversation with Jake, Snow kept her distance and she had made a decision to stay on the site as her mind wandered what really happened there, between her and the unimaginable person of her past, Jake Wang.

Snow waited until everyone went home as she was determined to find probable things that may help her in her recollection of that abandoned building.

Jake saw that her car was still parked near the gate and he wanted to wait for her but he was so afraid to risk so he just decided to visit their school and reminisce all the memorable events of the past.

Starting from the first floor where the furnace was, Snow stood there wondering why she feels so sad at the sight of the furnace. In her memory, she could hear the rain but she couldn't seem to remember more.

Then she moved to the second floor where she could hear herself being amazed at the structure of the building, and still the blurry faced guy was with her, telling her how he found the building. She could even remember herself taking pictures, on her own and together with him.

As she moved to the third floor, her heartbeat raced and her throat went dry. Seeing the piano at the middle brought a flood of memories which resulted to a sudden pang in her head.

"I don't think the melody is right. Maybe we can use the simpler chords. What do you think?" He asked as he moved over to give her a space to sit down.

She pressed some of the keys, following his suggestion and they both smiled when the melody sounded right.

"The lyrics doesn't fit. We should reword it or rephrase the whole line." Another memory crept in where she sang the parts and yet they couldn't fit it in the melody so he took the paper, looked at it for a few minutes, then erased and wrote some lines.

"Let's try if this works." He handed her the copy, played the chords as she sang the lines.

"Perfect!" They exclaimed and gave each other a high five.

Snow sat down at the old chair and started to play the song. She closed her eyes as more memories registered in her mind, causing a headache. Tears poured when little by little memories rushed to her mind. She kept playing until it became more clear who she was with in that building. Even their memories in and outside the school crept in her mind and the pieces started to fall into place.

On the other hand, Jake took his time to drive around the town and reached his former school. But soon as he went out of the car, one of the detectives he contacted after Youngjae's warning called.

"This is really urgent. I've tracked down her cellphone and I believe she is in great danger. If you can, I would suggest you try to secure her. I will fill you in with the information as you drive." Jake nervously started his car, only thinking of Snow.

The detective gave him more information about the cold case. The culprit, which he encountered and was able to bring to prison, ran away from the asylum and his twin helped him.

"If his twin brother has been watching you, they might have figured that Snow came back, it's not that hard to identify the face of the person they attacked years ago and caused them a lot of their own version of trouble. Where are you? I'm taking a left turn and I'll be there in ten." Jake panicked knowing that Snow couldn't remember anything about the tragedy.

"Almost there. I'll try to call her." He ended the call and dialed Snow's number but her cellphone was turned off.

As the song came to a close, even the event of how she lost her memory flashed.

It was an evening of bickering with Jake about their lost song and his sudden confession as the rain poured. The memory continued up until they ended near the furnace and the tragedy of seeing a man bring out a luggage filled with severed body parts of a woman. Then came their plan of escape, their separation with a confession of love they have left unspoken for a long time, then the loud screech of a car as she reached the street. Everything turned black and that's when she opened her eyes.

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