Days passed since Stacey's last encounter with young Samuel. I wondered how long I was out in real life time, and what happened to today-aged Samuel. Suddenly, I started regretting my decision to uncover the truth about his past, and leaving him in a vulnerable condition to which he was not used. I figured my actions were rather selfish. I should have stayed with him.
I was snapped out of my thoughts as Stacey entered a secret, dark passage leading to a small room. By the looks of it, this was a secret room that not many people knew it existed, other than stating the obvious, I saw the silhouette of someone waiting inside.
As I entered the secret room, my eyes wandered to the flowers planted in an average sized glass box, placed on a table situated at one of the corners in the room. It
