The images of my past, my present, and even the remains or glimpses of the future lingered in my mind haunting every single step within my self conscious mind. Each step was more blinding than the last, a fog within the glints of light only led me into more obstacles.

Memories like movies played around me, sounds of screaming, sounds that slowly haunted me more and more the closer I was, no matter how many steps I took. I soon came upon a familiar voice, the closer I got to it, the more visible the memory was as if I was reliving in the moment. I got closer and when I did there were 3 individuals talking.. One appeared to be my mother, but another had a resemblance. The only difference was a scar down her cheek as if she was a warrior fighting for a battle she won with a price. When I finally gained the courage to look further to the next individual my brain completely shut down, my heart raced sending a stabbing pain to my chest each ticking second... It… it.. It was Alex..

The treacherous bastard, I called my lover, had only used me for the gain of power, or the sensation of being loved by someone who’s life only mattered on a chess board, each piece if placed carefully would soon result in the fantastic feeling of winning. I slowly stepped away from the horrifying memory, as my hands trembled uncontrollably, my knees wobble only allowing me to...