In the stillness of night, there is a woman dressed in red sitting alone, looking at the silver glow of the moon above. One could see that she was lost in thought, grieving over the memories of her loved ones that made her heart sing and sting.
A moment had passed, but time was still ticking as a sudden sound of knocks interrupted her thought. She turned her head and looked at the door.
"Donna, Doctor Philipe is here," a man's voice resounds.
"Come in."
The doctor entered her office and bowed as a greeting.
"Please sit down, Dr. Philipe."
The doctor sat on the sofa as the woman stood up and walked towards the doctor.
"I have two choices, Dr. Philipe.
Either I'll die tonight or in the next 4 months, and I have decided that tonight I will die in my own hands by drinking my newly invented poison. "The woman said it in a calm tone, making Dr. Philipe speechless.
"You must not lose hope. We still have time to find a way for you to survive." Dr. Philipe
"I am not losing hope; I just... I just want to rest and meet my dear parents. It's just a matter of time anyway, till I meet my end."
The doctor glanced at the woman as she started recording herself.
"Tonight the organization will disband and all of us will be free, and promise me that you will burn all your past and sprout a new; please turn to a new leaf, my dearest family, and farewell, Acantha's. And farewell, ACANTHA'S." The woman said such an emotional final message and smile.
"Take care."