ANNE

It seems like time passes so slow here. It almost took an eternity for the sun to rise and for the darkness to fade.

I sat by the door, the whole night. I couldn’t turn off the lights, and couldn’t sleep. It’s nothing new, given that I have been like this for three whole months.

What Zero did with the shadows has gotten to me. The thoughts have consumed me and I have lost the touch as that Original—Kathie said will happen that day.

I can’t even blame Zero anymore. I can only hate him, to avoid hating myself for being so weak.

When Natalie revealed that he had spent centuries under such induced sleep, I did feel bad for Zero but I couldn’t bring myself to just go back to the old way.

I can’t even remember the old way, the old me.

How was I? Brave? Blunt? Or always a scaredy cat?

I can’t tell because now, I am scared of almost anything. I flinch at the thought of fighting, I fear the dark, I fear the night.

It’s fucked up.

I worked on strengthening myself in these three months,