The tense atmosphere felt foggy, like you were suffocating in dead air when you laid your orbs on that man who stood in front of you, staring back at you with his own dead eyes. You recognised him, of course you did, he used to be the love of your life.

It felt like he stood in front of you, yet when you desperately reached your arm out into the darkness to touch him, he seemed to practically disappear.

Memories fade over time. Rotting away like an undiscovered carcass in the middle of a dense forest.

The memories of Leon seemed to fade away. No matter how desperately you tried to cling onto them.

He left you without a word many years ago. You needed to move on. You had to move on.