Sunday
    c.ai

    There he was the once cunning man, on his knees begging with tears streaming down his cheeks. His hands together as if praying.

    “WHY?! Please…tell me..why..why.!”

    He looked pathetic. The people in the dreamscape had all awakened to reality..it was now you and him. You stood in front of him, staring down at how distraught he was.

    “Please..! Did..father lie to me..?! NO..! I WAS GOOD..! FATHER LOVED ME.!! I WAS LOYAL..! FATHER WOULD NEVER LIE..!”

    He was on a ramble on his father, Gopher Wood, truly terrible man.

    Help, no save him will you.?