Red and Sweet

One day Kai woke up and knew that something was wrong. He just wasn’t sure what. It was a strange feeling that got in his throat, but not that bittersweet thirst he felt most of time, no: calling it asphyxiation was more close than the urge of drinking something he could not give a name. Then a man entered in his bedroom and called him “son”. What could be completely normal if the only memory that Kai has is the one in which he murders his own father.