166 A Cornered Rat 2 (2/2)
Or actually, he did, when the torrents of memories were already at the part where Leo's family were dying one by one.
As a consequence, the picture in Leo's brain was stuck to where he saw each and every one of his family dead!
His mother and father shot and made to bleed to death.
His sister losing her life over a Molotov's point-blank explosion. Him reduced into a homeless, orphaned rat...
”Erase! Erase!” The images were so vivid that Leo, the fourteen-year-old kid who still loved his family so much, ended up squatting down holding his head.
Looking so fragile and pitiful, he repeated shouted for the image to be erased in his mind.
He disliked it to death!
Even in his dreams he always hated the nightmares always haunting him. Those nightmares were a bit okay since he never saw the scene clearly anymore due to the passage of time. But now, it was like he was reliving the bad dreams and he couldn't escape! He couldn't even wake up!
”It's such a mystery how you can stand the gore caused by your explosions. You can also laugh faced with people losing blood and limbs in front of you, sometimes, poking into their wounds and injuries if you feel like it.” The doctor laughed, ”But when I graciously let you see your family in the first gory scene you've ever witnessed in your life, you acted like this. Just why?”
Fred's clone was indirectly asking, what was the difference. Aren't they all people? So why was there a difference in the reaction?
Time passed that nothing changed in the scene.
The man in white became bored watching from the tree stump he was sitting on while the kid was almost rolling on the partially cemented road, holding his head, staying under the cover of the item which had been accidentally activated.
Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead and cheeks.
Or maybe some of those were no longer sweat, but silent streams of tears.
Incoherent words were continuously and repeatedly flowing out of the crying kid's lips. ”Die!!! I'll kill you! NO!! D-don't die! I-I'm s-sorry!!! D-don't k-kill me! Stop! N-not t-them too!!!”
Leo Jones was now a mess and even though he had a system in his brain trying to make him regain hold of reality, 'Fred's skill was just too strong and he couldn't even fight back. It was maybe a punishment purposely made. Aside from blowing people and buildings up, he loved riling people's emotion up.
Borrowing the words of the elderlies, 'let him know the taste of his own medicine,' now the latter was happening to him, and it was even worse as it was accompanied by heartrending memories and voices.
A few seconds later, the clone unamusedly sneered, spluttering out to the poor kid weeping not far from him.
”So boring. But yeah, where will I find thrill in dealing with a mere brat?”
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