Kaiser

"I can't be looking like the woman in that diary I was reading, right?" she asked. Then she smiled as if she were certain and continued, "Milka said that she saw someone who looked exactly like me in the memories of one of the girl's dead bodies as if assisting that decaying man."

"What?" I asked, shocked.

"It should be her and not me, right?" she continued.

"What do you mean Milka saw you?" I asked again.

"When my friend, Milka, looked into the memories of one of the girls, she saw someone who looked exactly like me standing together with the decaying man," she answered. The fuck! Should...