Traizle This place is too familiar. It's been years since we left this place, so why am I here again? Did I ever go here with my eyes closed? Did I ever walk here while sleeping? Sleepwalking? Isn't it? Where are Lyndon and Layzen? "Traizle! Layzen is very sick, let's go to the hospital!" Lyndon—no, a young Lyndon appeared. I was about to answer him when my younger self approached Lyndon. I can see my younger self. Can they see me too? Am I dreaming of our past... again? "Where are Mom and Dad?" The young me asked the young Lyndon. "Dad left with bags in him. Mom's gone wild inside of their room. I don't know what to do." The young Lyndon answered, almost crying but keeping himself from crying and being strong. I followed them as they entered the house, our old house. Mom is st

