'Oak, oak is here, here in Oklahoma.' 'Hey, hey, can you see? Can you see it?' 'Hey, look, look there, the forests, they, they are merging with one another.' 'No, please, never, never find, never pursue him, never.' Was it a dream? Who was warning him? He didn't know. He could feel the pain, even in unconsciousness. What happened before? Why was he unconscious? He could remember he was at the bar. He was in the washroom, washing the scars. He remembered a man, asking him for handkerchief. He could remember, he was hit hard in the back head. The burning pain was still there. He needed to be conscious. He opened his eyes. It was quite dark, he couldn’t see anything clearly. He slowly adjusted to see everything. He was tied to a chair. His hands, his legs, everything. Him mouth was kep

