Phantom Chamber -5

As Adam stood among the tombstones, his mind reeled, trying to make sense of William's accusations. He looked at the names engraved on the stones, each one a painful reminder of lives lost, lives he couldn't remember taking.

Everything seemed real to him.

"I... I don't understand," Adam whispered, his voice barely audible over the weight of his guilt.

William's anger seemed to dissipate, replaced by a profound sadness. He knelt beside Adam, his expression pained. "You were supposed to be there, Adam. You were supposed to protect them," he said, his voice choked with emotion.

Adam's heart clenched as memories began to surface, fragments of a past he had tried to bury. Flashes of laughter, of children playing, of his promise to keep them safe flooded his mind. But alongside those memories were darker images, ones he couldn't comprehend – scenes of chaos and destruction, of fire and screams.

"I... I don't remember," Adam murmured, his voice trembling.