"It's cold... mother... everything feels cold."
Little Allen struggled on his little bed, looking for warmth around him, but Allen found nothing there, he couldn't find a blanket, nor could he find anyone who could hug him to keep him warm. He opened his eyes, then looked around. There was his mother standing near him, her face was gloomy and dark, looking at him expressionless.
"Mother..."
He couldn't lift his body up. His body felt heavy; he wanted to get up and call out to her, but he couldn't. His voice wouldn't come out of his mouth; he tried repeatedly to call her until finally, she walked away from there.
"Don't leave me…"
Then appeared Isabelle, who was doing the same thing. Looking at him with a pitying face then, she turned to leave.
"Don't go! Don't leave me!"
And finally Felicia. Felicia just stood there, looking at him with a pitying face. Then slower than the others, she started to turn away.
"!!!"
