I put a white lily in front of a photo of my late coworker and best friend. She died exactly the day before her wedding ceremony. I heard she was attacked by strangers.

I don't believe that happened. She is a very lively girl, loved by everyone. Who could do all that? I fainted when I first heard it. Everyone tried to cheer me up.

All of this makes me nauseous.

I rushed to the restroom. After washing my face and looking at the mirror, I saw it. My self who was smiling while holding a knife covered in blood.