'Do you feel injustice? Do you feel rage? Why not choose to resist?'
The whisper in his ears sounded abrupt, loud, and soft at times, making the young man dizzy. The last bit of caution rose from the bottom of his heart, raising his hands over his ears and covering them, but the voice continued whispering as if it was singing, appearing in the young man's heart instead.
The shattered beliefs of the young man couldn't stop the invasion of his heart.
It was only a while later that the young man's face started to twitch and twist.
"No! No! This is not what I want!" bellowed the young man.
He jumped up from his bed and tried to run outside, wanting to call for help!
In such timing, other than asking for help, the young man couldn't think of others anymore.
Bang!
His hand pushed hard against the door but it didn't budge at all.
