The horrors I felt were not worth mentioning as I wanted to bottle them inside me forever, but nothing lasts forever.

After 6 years I met Asahi again, in a pub.

“Hey man, how have you been?”

“REO? Where have you been all these years? You suddenly disappeared you could have at least called me or something”

“Uh, yeah but you know I was really busy”

“Hmm, busy with what?”

“I went out to study, my step-father made it happen suddenly so yeah...”

“All is forgiven, So tell me did you find yourself a woman or something?”

“Ummm, who would love an idiot like me Asa”

The one I like is you, you idiot

“what?? seriously?”

“Yeah, so tell me how’s your life been?”

“Good, nothing worth mentioning except that I’m a police officer now and sometimes I work with this gentleman here who is a detective”

“Wow, You made your dream come true man, I wish I could do mine though, but you know my linework is a little bit risky, hehehe”

“Risky, huh? What do you do these days?”

“I’m just a, a yeah I’m just a factory worker”

We chatted away like good old buddies again and exchanged our new numbers, as we said goodbye to one another. As I walked back home I felt uneasy so I decided to go back home for the night.

“Something feels off, I haven’t felt like this for a while now, looks like someone is on my tail, I need to be more careful from now on”

My sense of danger never fails to be wrong even for just a minute, and that's what I had felt when I met Asahi again, I wonder if he will be an obstacle in my course of work.

I looked out of the window and surely there were two men in Black suits talking among each other just below my apartment, they are from ‘Sentosa organisation’ How I know that? The pin in their ears act as communication transmitter, oh well they won’t try anything, maybe I should move.