1 Prologue : Sunset Vase

An empty classroom right after school finished.

The sun settled to a sombre orange. Giving life to the tables; gleaming.

A vase. A rose vase stuck to the last table closest to the window.

Tears. Water falling down the flower's petals.

As the light shone at the flower vase, one thing was for certain.

'Time was not flowing.'

Yet the breeze was mellow and even fluttering through the curtains.

...

She stood at the doorstep. Breathing in the dawn-scented classroom. Drowning her thoughts and feelings.

Of the sunset coloured flower vase. Blooming with the blood, of her best friend.