I look at him with disgust. What made him so beyond evil? Why is he so heartless as if someone broke his heart since he was born? But I blocked the pity that was about to come out inside me. He doesn’t deserve it. None of my understanding nature.
Is he playing with me? How I’d know he was gonna kill again? Na parang hindi na ako nasanay. Na parang hindi ito ang unang beses na ginawa niya ito. For the days that I’ve spent inside this asylum, I’ve memorized the specific steps he took until we reach the camp. I’ve counted it. I’ve memorized his broad back. His every calculated move. How many times he look back to me when I said something that either interests, confuses and amazes him. I’ve memorized him and yet I can’t understand his thinking. I can’t think of a reason why he is leading thi
