Some say the rising of the sun signifies a new beginning. That it's a sign that what happened yesterday is now a mystery and for us to keep moving forward with our lives. While others see that as a brand-new day and a refreshing new start in life, for Elizabeth it was torture.
Not a day she felt so drained and exhausted from all the vivid dreams she was having. She was suffering from all sorts of pain, trying to understand whether she was just having a dream or regaining another piece of her memory back.
Elizabeth was staring blankly at the ceiling. A few days have passed by and the tour promotion was about to come to an end. She was unable to sleep last night after the torturous dream she was having.
"Did I really kill them?"
She raised her hands above and twirled it around. She imagines her beautiful white hand covered in blood as the blood drip down to her face. How she wished to scream in horror but it seems her heart has turned stone-cold.
