"What are you doing here?" Louise asked as she saw Lucas enter her Dad's hospital room.

Lucas looked seriously at Louise, who was arranging the things on the table when he felt like Louise was being dragged in a very calm wind that was swaying her.

Lucas could do nothing but scratch his neck. He looked at every corner of the room where they were. Each post in the room had a little lamp facing upwards, and his walls were painted brown, which almost looked like wood glued to the wall.

The floor was white with a marble of blue and a hint of gold. Then Lucas didn't realize that...