Past...

"DIYOS ko po. Ano kaya ang nangyari sa kanila (My God. What happened to them)?" echoed a woman's voice inside my mind. Despite the desire to rise, my body remained grounded. The sound of my own breath caught in the air, but soon, everything faded to black.

MY body gradually awoke, sensations spreading as I emerged from the dream world, akin to the aftermath of an overtime work session. Relief flooded my consciousness as I whispered, "It was just a dream."

Yet, as my eyes fluttered open, the sense of relief dissipated. Instead, I found myself in a different room. Taking in the unfamiliar surroundings, I realized I lay on a wooden bed, a soft white pillow cradling my head.

"Maybe we moved to another location?" I mused, attempting to rise. However, a sharp pain from my right shoulder jolted me, forcing a groan to escape before I could fully move.

"Hindi ka pa magaling, Hijo (You're still not fine, child)." Eyes widening, I beheld a woman approaching, her visage mirroring the one from the bridge. Worry etched across her face, she reached me and gently placed her hands on both my shoulders, a tangible expression of concern.

"Marapat lamang na mahiga ka na lamang muna (It would be better if you lay down for now)," she replied, her voice swaying me like a hammock. It felt like a lullaby, soothing the recent loneliness and anxious thoughts that had gripped my world.

She, a woman in her mid-forties, stood before me, clad in attire reminiscent of what Filipinos wore during the production of our television series.
"Where am I?" I questioned, seeking clarity in the midst of the unfamiliar surroundings.

"Hindi ko mawari kung ano ang iyong sinabi. Maaari bang itanong kung saan ka nagmula (I couldn't understand what you just spoke. Can I ask where you are from)?" she inquired, standing before me with a puzzled expression, scrutinizing me from head to toe.

Her words mirrored my own confusion. I wished to comprehend her, but the comprehension eluded me at the moment.

As my mind slowly grasped the unfolding situation, the pain in my right shoulder intensified. Glancing down, I realized I wore the same clothing from the night of the shooting.

"It's not a dream?" My heart raced, and my breath quickened once more, a familiar and unsettling sensation akin to that strange feeling on the bridge..

Present...

"Naghahanap na 'yong mga coast guard direk... Mahahanap din natin si ma'am Mari at si Mr. Jong Hee..." sambit ng assistant stylist sa lalaking nakaluhod na sa harapan ng dalampasigan, habang nakatingin sa kawalan.

“Kasalanan ko ang lahat ng ito,” humahagulhol na turan ng direktor...

“Nahanap na namin sila!” Sigaw naman ng isa sa mga lalaking nakasakay sa isa sa cutters-coast guard vessels.

“P*tangina mo Albert... You killed your f*cking—”

Future...

"Kilala mo si Sofia? The advanced social Humanoid Robot developed by Hanson Robotics. Siya ang pinagbasehan namin sa Human Robot na si 0000001 na dinevelop namin ng dad mo. Ang pinagkaiba nga lang ni Sofia at 0000001 ay naging totoong tao ang human robot na si 0000001. We created a monster, ang papatay sa akin, at sa ating lahat."

"Let me pharaphrase your words. You are the one who created that goddamn human robot, and manipulated my fucking brain. Then you're acting like a victim. How clueless you are Dr. Mistovich, saying things not other than nonesense?!"

"Hindi lang ako ang bumuo sa human robot na si 0000001. Your father also, si Dr. Elvira!"

"Stop dragging my father's name! Remember? I'm pointing this gun to your empty brain! Pumatay ka! May pinatay ka, para lang mabuhay ang human robot na 'yan! You wanna bet if what's true?"

LORAINEJD and Majestrimeee