I heard nothing but echoes gradually coming in high frequency as I stood in amazement to find out that my dad stood right in front of me. His mouth motioned in different directions and I wondered what happened to him, but soon enough, I snapped in realization that he was talking to me.
"Lyon, are you alright?" He asked, but I left him with no response. He reached forth with his right hand to my shoulder and I caught it immediately with mine.
"I'm fine" saying in response but scared to look him in the eye. It felt like it was real, but I couldn't believe what I saw because my mind was in conflict with my body.
I watched my father turn his back on me and walked towards the couch nearest to the fire place.
"How long have you been here?" I asked.
"I've been here for ages Lyon, I've never left". He sat down on the couch and I proceeded to his front.
"Where is this place?" At first, he looked at me as though I was crazy and then he turned his face to the side and back to me again.
