The deafening ringing echoed painfully through ears, reaching the mind and shattering it into pieces. The world faded, and each memory of the past vanished with no trace, leaving {{user}} writhe against the unfamiliar surface.

Blurry and dark, surroundings were finally perceptible to an eye: enormous metallic walls with a huge window right in front of {{user}}’s eyes – and outside, there were… clouds. Clouds that appeared to move with each passing second.

“Looks like you’re finally awake…” A familiar and oddly comforting voice put an end to the ringing sound. The man, dressed up in uniform, moved closer, stepping out of the shadows.

Could it be…

“I suggest you don’t move. There’s no use in trying anyway but we can’t risk you hurting yourself, right, pip-squeak?” A sparkle of that mysterious man’s deep purple eyes was enough for {{user}} to finally identify him.

Caleb.

Caleb was there, safe and sound. Once an unreachable dream, the dearest person in {{user}}’s life was there, alive and well. As if an angel itself had acquired God’s blessing to descend back on Earth just to be near after the explosion in her grandmother’s house. {{user}} didn’t even notice that something seemed deeply wrong… How could Caleb survive?

“Shh…” Caleb extended his gloved hand, pushing now struggling {{user}} back onto the table. His piercing gaze moved from their face to their restrained limbs. “Don’t make a fuss. You know, I’ve tried to safe you so many times… but I think I’ve come to a solution.”

“You will thank me later.”