Unlike what Mr. Liu mentioned to his son, he isn"t taking Hagan to the police station.The car of Mr. Liu drives into the city limits of Hangzhang and towards the suburbs towards a quaint mansion in the woods.
A lonely house that paints a scene of calmness in a mid-sunny day. Its peaceful visage tainted by the surrounding Police officers, who were calmly gathering evidence. Their attempt to not destroy the traces gives the impression as if they are concerned about disturbing the calmness of the mansion.
A stoic look on everyone, no words exchanged, none walking loudly, just the wind rattling the branches nearby as if it is curious of the silent commotion.
The car of Inspector Liu disturbs this quaint scene with the rumble of his engine. He parks the car and taps on Hagan to let him know that they have arrived. Hagan first glance of the surrounding surprised him, not of unfamiliarity but of being overly familiar to the mansion.
It is his own house.
Eyes of pity and condolence concentrated on Hagan at silence, a bad feeling creeps up his spine. Before he could ask, Mr. Liu pats on his shoulder, looks at him with the same stoic face, "Let"s head inside."
Feeling like a stranger in his own house Hagan reluctantly walked towards his house. The silence was screaming at him, telling him that the scene behind his door is not something that he wants to see.
His body stiffens as he gets nearer to the door. Mr. Liu holds him firmly by the shoulder, almost painful, but that strong hand was the only thing that kept him from being crushed of emotional pressure.
It had a faint sense of a familiar feeling, a feeling that only he felt with his father. A father is a silent yet a solid support, a strength that any child fully believes in and relies on without any reservation.
Thinking about his stubborn father Hagan steps into the living room. Time stood still as his eyes focused on the sight before him.
Hagan"s knee buckled, he fell forward, hurting his knee, but not caring the least he rushed himself forward with most haste, crawling on the floor. He struggled his way forward to the man that was lying down on his living room.
The officers around the perimeter looked towards the young man walking into the house, a moment of complete stillness came upon the mansion. The wind quietened, the critters around held their silence, the blaze of the sun was not with any warmth.
It is as if time froze over.
This stillness crushed by the soul-wrenching mournful cry of Hagan, as he reached towards the body lying on the ground. Hagan is held back by the firm hold of Mr. Liu, Hagan reaches his hand out, a short distance but a vast valley.
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"…FATHER!"
A heart-wrenching cry of the young man filled the mansion as if the land was crying alongside. The sobs of Hagan echoed and Mr. Liu held him firmly in silence, not letting Hagan step into the crime scene. Hagan struggled with fervor, but strength gave up on him and he hung listlessly on the firm arms of Mr. Liu crying his heart out.
A rare look of compa.s.sion filled the eyes of Mr. Liu, sighing in his heart that this is just the start.
"Hagan, be strong."
"You need to be...
"...for your mother…"
"Mr. Liu, where is mum..."
"..."
"Mr. Liu…"
"She is … in the hospital."
With a hoa.r.s.e voice, Hagan asked, "What happened…"
"Hagan, listen to me carefully, I"ll arrange means for you and your mom to get out of town. You will leave tonight."
"… Mr. Liu, WHO DID THIS…"
"…"
"I… need to know."
Mr. Liu walks away, letting down Hagan curled down on the floor.
With few steps away from Hagan, Mr. Liu facing away from Hagan looks out at the horizon of the setting sun, tells him, "Remember. Death is hard, but living is harder… Your mother needs you"
Saying his piece Mr. Liu walks away.
Hagan who is considered an idiot by his peers was never truly one. Hagan understood Mr. Liu but his incapacity for vengeance, made Hagan sob more in shame.
Hagan understands that he needs to be alive, for his mom. He needs to look after his only family.
Despair filling the heart, Hagan curled on the floor and cried until he could cry no more.
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Oh how hopeful are we to dream. Dream to be fortunate, Dream not to be miserable...
I pray to spend my life in slumber, in my hopeful dream, never to be awake, for I know my hope is only a dream, my light is intangible, my relief comes from ignorance.
Once awake I see monsters!
I see sin!
I see red!
The demons are here! Not from tearing asunder the sky, not from breaking apart the earth.
The demons are here, born besides me, thriving in my sights, devouring the negligible good.
Biting into me, not for a quick kill, but slowly gnawing at my soul.
It hurts! It hurts to live!
Let me rest in my hopeful dream,
as I get eaten alive.
...Save me...
...someone please, let me dream...
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