The only thing illuminating the darkness of the night was the small night light in the room. I was on a bed, squinting at the white ceiling.
It had only been a few hours since I started hearing voices in my head. It was the first time I was going to sleep and... the voices echoing in my head were talking among themselves without paying any attention to me.
Maybe I wasn't the person I saw in his eyes, but his memories... at least his thoughts, were as clear and crisp as if they were me.
'Can he bear it?'
To the voice that sounded as if hundreds of people were talking at the same time, another voice, the same but more feminine, answered.
'We'll see.'
My eyes closed slowly, as if I didn't care about these voices. I took a deep breath as my body slowly surrendered itself to sleep, preparing myself for something I didn't even know what it was.
