DEAD ERA- Afterworld

Collin Phase 2 ii

His mother cried, begging him not to die. His father stood in front of him, hugging him and promising he would always be there for him. His aunt, uncle, and cousin laughing and joking together. Pictures of a younger version of himself laughing with his sister. A tear slid down his face as he touched the scars running along his cheekbone. The memory of his dad, holding him close with worry in his eyes and telling him he was strong. The image of his mom and aunt kissing him goodbye, their faces filled with sadness. And finally the picture of himself getting beaten by the man in black. He could feel his eyes welling up with fresh tears as the images started fading away.

His vision blurred. The sound of the wind blowing passed him became deafening. The image of his parents was gone, replaced with an image of himself and another man with blonde hair and glasses. He could see that same look in his eyes, the same fear.

Collin shook his head violently trying to clear away these horrible tho