Blurred images passed infront of his eyes. People running frantically around him. He felt himself being pulled but who was pulling him and where he couldn't decipher.
Then he remembered that his house was burning, he saved the life of someone he hated the most, and then the burning wood board fell on him.
The loud ringing sound in his ears caused him to close his eyes. The sounds were becoming low.
Between the state of consciousness and unconsciousness, a loud and clear voice called him.
" SAMUEL. LOOK AT ME. " A very familiar feminine voice.
He knew that voice. He wanted to hear more of it but it was becoming muffled. He slightly opened his eyes, his gaze landing upon an ethereal face, tears streaming down on it.
It hurt him. Badly. He gathered all his strength in his hand and lifted it, gliding across her cheek slightly wiping her tears.
" Don't cry. It hurts. " A whisper left his mouth only reaching her ears before everything blacked out.
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