Laz felt like he was drifting for a while before coming to a stop. When he opened his eyes again, he was sitting down at a small table in a cramped kitchen while something that smelled divine was cooking not too far away.
"I remember this place..." Laz thought to himself as he heard a shower running in the background.
It took a minute before it clicked and Laz was out of his seat, running like his life depended on it. Just as he turned the corner and opened the door, all he saw was a silhouette along with a bunch of fog. Running inside, he pulled back the shower curtain to reveal the empty shower, the shadow of the person using it having vanished. While the hot water streamed down his still clothed body, he heard a voice whisper in the now vanishing bathroom.
"Don't forget me..."
The tears that ran down Laz's face were far warmer than even the shower water.
