Once again, Adma dreamed about the past that has over way behind him. But this time, his memory isn’t repeating the same scene that he has seen before. After the tragedy that befall him and his friends, Adma opened his eyes inside the tube full of fluid.
His vision is blurry, and his ear can only catch a glimpse of conversation behind the tube’s wall. At first, Adma can hear the sound of a crying woman, followed by the three shadows that standing face-to-face.
“It’s not supposed to be like this… My son… He just wanted to have fun with his friends…” said that crying woman.
“Are there any way to return him back to normal, sister?” suddenly a man’s voice cut in the middle.
Little by little, Adma’s vision and hearing get better. He sees that figure, is female nearing the end of her thirty,
