Treated Him

With a wall separating them, Joseph turned off the light and quietly looked at the ceiling. In the darkness, his eyes were still sharp and bright, with a hint of coldness. He thought of how when Lucille treated him during the day, he had exposed the scars on his body in front of her. At the time, he asked her whether she was afraid or not. The girl replied to him in a firm and natural tone that there was nothing to be afraid of. However, if she knew where these scars came from, she would probably regard him as the head of all evil, just like everyone else did. Joseph closed his eyes. When he recalled those bloody battles, he suddenly felt as if he were in a dream. It had all happened many years ago, but the only thing that had never disappeared was the black hole behind him. The gravity of it was pulling him in little by little. Some day, he would be dragged in, and then he would lose his life to it... Joseph rolled onto his side. Lucille's faint scent lingered on the pillow and blanke