Martha opened her dormitory room and saw it was already clean. She saw a note neatly placed on top of her bed.
"I had to leave. Please take care, always. Love, Margaret. "
Martha had her mind spinning so sudden that she decided to lie down in bed for a while. She looked up in the ceiling and saw the slow spin of the fan. She imagined her surrounding was a piece of fabric that gets sucked by it, and as it twists and turned, the fan suddenly stopped.
"Why is it only me that saw the past? Not Levi."
She tried to think back and think of something she did differently. She reached her hand for the bag looking for something.
