In the morning.

After the rain, the sun was shining brightly outside the window. The wind was blowing gently. It was a fine autumn day.

Brandon frowned, groaned, and slowly opened his eyes.

Familiar surroundings came into view, he pondered for a moment, memories of the night before flooding back.

He remembered that after Ann left, he drank a lot of alcohol, and then he vaguely remembers driving to his mother's grave.

In the cemetery, it seemed like... Ann appeared! And she hugged him!

Brandon sat up suddenly and looked anxiously around the room. At last, he found Ann sleeping in front of him. His brow softened momentarily.

It turned...