"What Can A Mere Gust Of Wind Do To A Human?"

"Where are you going, Henry?", Andrey whispers. Henry's blood ran cold. His face turned white like chalk. Without thinking, He started running as fast as his legs could take him. Suddenly, A while colored hola appears in the sky out of nowhere. He shuts his eyes tightly and without giving it much of a thought, He jumped into the endless hole.

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Slowly the vision clears. He is in the hotel room. lying on his bed. His friends are watching him with a frown on their faces. Seeing him open his eyes, Zheng asks, "Are you okay? We waited for you to come back from the forest for nearly an hour. You didn't appear so we decided to look for you. When we turned our heads, We saw you lying outside the forest. So we brought you here."

He recalls everything that happened a few hours ago. Henry has no idea what to say and what not to say. "My...Head hurts. Can I talk to you all after a while?", Henry asked, Putting his hand firmly on his head.

"Oh okay, Henry. You can rest for today. Let's talk tomorrow.", Charlie declares. Everyone nods and walks out of the suite.

After assuring that they have all left, He starts to think about what to do or whom to tell. The reason for his celebrating Andrey's death anniversary was because he wanted to have a normal life which he was struggling with for fifteen years. He doesn't feel the guilt but he is afraid that the world will know about this.

He starts thinking about his life in childhood with Andrey. How they used to go to school together and spend the whole day playing their own silly games. 'I miss those days when we played hide and seek in the village.' Henry thought.

To save himself, The only thing that he could do was to blame it all on Andrey and move on with life which he had been doing for the last fifteen years without hesitation. He used to think that the dream he had in his childhood was just because he never experienced such a situation before and since Andrey was his best friend at that time, It was hard to forget it all in just a few minutes.Henry could not even imagine the fact that Andrey could ever come back.

Come on, Who believes in those silly beliefs? How can a dead person come for revenge when it doesn't even have a body but is a mere gust of wind?