"Have you eaten?"
A voice that I can barely stand to hear. Why is her voice ringing inside my head? Isn't already enough that she made me restless after intaking those pills? Although everything that I see is black and I can't feel any energy around me, I feel like I am being targeted on after hearing that familiar voice.
"Is it nice?"
On this bed where I could barely remember how I was put on, I formed a fist with my hand, calming myself from the outburst that I might do. I hate hearing voices. I hate those people who died whispering in my sleep but I hate it more when a traitor's voice whispered to me instead. I prefer countless voice instead of hers.
"Is it nice to be alive? I wish I was."
Is it just my gut or she was being sarcastic with her hopeful tone? "You're nothing but a trash in the underworld." I coldly replied yet she didn't say anything in return. I can't believe I responded to someone like her. "But do me a favor and stay there."