'It's so confusing.'
Orion couldn't understand what was going on. The flood of memories, the sense of belonging to a life he hadn't lived—it was all overwhelming. He felt adrift, caught between two worlds, unable to make sense of his own existence.
'I will think about it later.'
In the end, he decided he would ponder this matter later. At present, he didn't have answers to any of the questions swirling in his mind. All he could do was accept the uncertainty and focus on the immediate tasks before him, trusting that clarity would come in time.
Knock!—
At that moment, he heard a knock on his door.
'Who could it be?'
He wondered who would come to him at this time of the hour.
'Is it the assassin?'