Tristan walked through the bright alley. He has been so used into walking to alleys that are dark and filled with shadows. Yet, now, it seemed for him that this was his first time walking in an alley that almost hurt his eyes because of the white brightness. Well, it is not as white as the torture room where they have been, before entering into this realm of dreams, but, it is more than enough to strain his eyes with continuous soaking of it into the surroundings.
He sighed, then continued to walk. He wondered then … why was it that it seemed he is just the lonely one that is in this place? As far as he knew, there were still around, nearly, thirty students that are still trying to survive in this satanic place. But now that he was walking into the alley, the supposed to be alley where t
