[ASHLEIGH’S P.O.V.]
“I’m back,” mariin na sagot ko. Pinaikot-ikot ko ang wine na nasa baso ko. Kulay pula na para bang isang dugo. Dahil lalaganap ang dugo nila rito mamaya sa oras na magkamali sila ng isasagot sa akin.
“Who the hell are you and why are you doing this to us right now?! You better let us out here now, or else we will kill you,” banta pa sa akin ni Mr. Ferrer.
“Oh, really? Should I be scared because of what you have said? Because to be honest, it feels like a joke to me,” natatawa at sarkastiko pang sagot ko sa kaniya. Naramdaman ko naman na nainis siya dahil sa sinabi ko. “What are these photos for? That man in the picture was already dead!” sigaw naman ni Mr. Shun. Itinuro pa niya ang litrato ng aking ama.
“Yes, he’s already dead. And I am pretty sure that all of y
