Earlier
Allen bolted out of bed as a bead of sweat trickled down his face, not just a single one but several. His face covered in cold sweat. He placed his hands on his forehead and lets out an audible sigh. Dreaming of the past now was hardly what he would call ideal. Back then, two years ago. The him of two years ago is completely different.
His drastic change was because of the case back then. Allen recalled the emotions he had then. Back when he first heard the news; he felt as though the world around him suddenly lost even more meaning. Even now he could still recall quite well, that frantic page boy from the Shio family. ' The Clan is destroyed' ' Burned down.' When he heard those words, he had a mixture of different emotions.
Usually when one hears such news one would break down. It should have done that; indeed he may have felt that doing that would have been better.
