A Series of Flashbacks
The captain's question also soon becomes a question inside my head. Why do I always have the urge to follow him? Why do I have this feeling that we somehow… knew each other in the past?
What is wrong with me?
"Speak at once! I don't want my time getting wasted in this nonsense!" Captain Alex roared as soon as his temper snapped. It's kind of weird that I didn't flinch at his voice, or it did not startle me at all. I feel this unusual feeling that I am somewhat used to his ill-tempered manner all along.
After being silent for a while now, I gathered my courage to speak. More people are now flocking around us as a result of the captain's outburst just now. All of them are exchanging whispers to one another that I may have some serious trouble with the law or anything of that sort.
With a straight face, I finally mustered the will to speak my thoughts out loud.