Come Towards the museum

Two weeks had passed. The days were passing by just like that. The affairs of the world were running very smoothly without Smith Gregson, except for his friends. The rest of the people were not affected at all.

Lisa had taken steps towards the hall to attend her university classes, but then she turned back. She was unable to understand her own feelings.

She quietly sat down on an empty chair in the ground. For some reason, her heart felt stuck in one place. There was a feeling that shouldn't have been there.

A few moments later, Max came to her. He looked like a wilted flower.

"Lisa!" he called softly.

"Yes," she could only say that much.

"There was a call from the police station; a body of an unidentified man has been found..." he was speaking slowly.

"Will you come with me?"

Without answering, she stood up, her trembling hands resting on each other, and Lisa felt like she would cry.