"Help! Help, hon! Please! Get me out of here. I don't have the strength left to communicate with you! I love you, honey!" I bolted up from my sleep but I stopped moving when I groaned in pain; my whole body hurts. I couldn't have died if I felt this pain, this intoxicating pain.
"Don't move. You haven't healed yet and you are still weak." Someone said, and I knew who's the owner of the voice, its T. So, I was not dreaming when she shouted stop to those monsters. I remembered she was with someone else at that time.
Those smile? I knew the smile. I didn't see it personally, but I saw and memorized it from the photo’s I’ve seen before. It was mama's smile.
"Mama… I saw Mama, T. Or it's just a dream?"
"It's not a dream, sweetie. It's me." I heard another voice on my right side. So I looked
