"IV there?"
IV: How couldn't I.
"I was thinking to think about my past, is that a bad idea?"
IV: Of course it is. Your health doesn't support it.
"But, I can't rest until I know it."
IV: Okkay then.
"What, no opposing?"
IV: You decided it long back, can't change your mind.
"Alright then. I'll try to think about that vague memory of me holding someone's hand."
IV: Okkay, but don't go beyond your restraints.
"Okkay."
I tried to concentrate on the memory, my head started paining. The more I concentrate, the more the pain increases.
After bearing it I started to see the same memory more clearly, the thing I thought was a park wasn't a park. It was a farm, there were domestic animals.
As I concentrated more I heard a voice
An unknown voice in memory: Come, dear, don't be afraid, it's just a sheep.
