Anzai gasp awake like he was drowning, he look around the dim room in a panic. 'A dream?' he thought puzzled, it felt like a dream but it wasn't, it felt so real, yes it was a memory from 3 years ago after the chemical plant exploded when he awoke in destruction and then saw his wife turned, he had no choice but to pull the trigger and kill her... but that was it right? But how come he saw himself wounded by her.
He felt his chest that had no claw mark, he didn't have any memory of being wounded, the only memory he had was shooting his wife because he had no choice and then making a run for it, that was it, what was this memory he had or more a dream he had.
He held his head, something wasn't right here, he had this gut feeling that what he dreamed happened, he couldn't explain it, did it really happen?
And that voice, that voice? His eyes trembled.
'I can only save you once... I don't have much time...'
