I woke up after a short sleep. I guess. "You are awake? Now how do you see?" I opened my eyes to sit up. I'm sitting on a bed, I look at everything around. "I'm much better! Thanks for having to ask." "Thanks?" "Well! What's so strange?" "Um ... nothing!" "Then you can give me somewantle. I need to get used to everything!" "Do what you want!" After that, she was silent. The initiative in the death is too long that made me lose all the memories. However, I do not feel anything strange here. Everything, I've seen before. From the liquid suspension is transmitted into my body to the floor, the brick, the small table is a few steps away from the bed, which has a flower vase and it is radiating a soft light. On my head is a square light stick with the ceiling. The right hand is a small window, with curtains that are solid to the two sides. Suddenly I wanted to try to look out the window. I like my eyes very well. Because I'm looking ... when there is no light. I try to get up, it's a bit hard but it's a good sign that I'm slowly recovering. I'm getting my hand on the back. Drill! My hands have just touched something. I try to put it in front of me see what it is. It's round, small by hand. And there is a smooth face. A mirror. So this is what the woman left me. What does it leave me to me? "You notice it!" While I was thinking the mirror, the voice interrupted. "What this mirror is something strange?" "No! It's completely normal." "What do you say!" I'm hard to understand. "You look at it. Then you will see!" I follow, and look at the mirror. Although it's very dark but I can see her face. That's ... a boy, a face, that's me? A boy looks a lot and .... I keep myself stupid. Look at the way. Look at the powder of "it" go away not me. And as soon as I looked straight into my eyes in the mirror, a red ray flashed into the black. And I was rushed into that eye. It burns death. My memories are over. It lasted for 7 years before I was pulled into the death. I was silly everything. Remember what my name is, remember why I was locked in the death. Suddenly a voice pulled me out of the thought line: "You come back!" In response to her welcome greetings. Cold sweat out from every pores. A chill runs along the back. "How long have you been?" I said in gian. "About five seconds?" "Are you okay?" "No, I'm not all right! I saw something I should forget to permanently." I breathed a heart-shaped steam. "You can say I hear you see anything!" "You may not want to know what happened!" I tried to adjust their breathing. "Okay what time will we start from your name?" Her voice was asking me. "Task. Task Dolner is my name." "That's Task, what did you see?" "Family! My family is murdered. While I just know helpless to hide the bed they look murdered. The dasten dirty that has humiliated my parents before killing them!" The two my teeth grits tightly. Salty saline. Tears. They rigged on my little face. "Do not cry! You have a mature soul. Be strong." Tears tears, the story has not stopped. I took a deep breath in the horns. "Then they left. But it is the moment, what terrible really starts. Something, flying, with a black-shaped robze. Buddhist. The grandfather is white. The white ball is pulled out and sucks into the ring he is on the arms. The truth is that I was once." But it was the most stagnant decision I had done. "When I was shining, he saw his face." The eyes were hit, but my eyes were just walked down the face, I could see the squad, my eyes were just covered by the cloak, I was looking at the shot of my hill, the door he looked at his hill eyes, the hell did he open. " "Okay! Let me stringed with the job! You are a boy named Task in a family with both his father and mother. One day, there is a man who came and murdered his house. You are looking for the place to get away from the body. The one who came to leave and a gradual on the body of his parents. He looked into his eyes so he was sucked into the death. I'm right!" I was calm down, sometimes listening to her shortcut, in my head. They knew together as a roll. Suddenly, in my head flashing up a thought. "Can you do my desire right?" "Yes! But ... drill is not!" She was panicked. At all times my fear has turned into anger and hate. "My desire, she also found it, right!" "See me." "How are you afraid?" "You are crazy!" He is about to close all of them? A kid is less than 10 years old? What is the one who is going to do so. I do not have to do with their desire. "I also have the limits that I can not understand. I do not have to be able to do so. I do not have to do with you. More than that I'm in the death. You have to rest for you. More than the guy, I will have to do the soul of his parents. He is just doing the mission of a death and ...." She was hesitated, "she said hesantame" and she ... he said hesantled "and she ... he said he could" kill him! "" So! I mean, I was so much, and when they were missing? "The family killed me. They are worth not. Tahhoi, let him go to pick up my parents but why he came to be inserted me into the hell, catching me to suffer all kinds of sharpness. Is not you myself to have been locked up.?" That's why you could see it. " You should forget about She did not respond, a later time, everything became quiet. My anger also slowly. I'm helpless to sit crying. I lost my unique allies! I feel so hard. No hope! Now I'm just a weak, unthyal. But no matter what is more sure at all costs I will pay this reception. "You do not want to help me? So I will do it alone! I'll give the buddhas how is the suffering! Wait, death! He will let you taste the smell that he had to go through the times!"