[color=708090]"The train is coming, after all.... Allow ten minutes" [/color]
[color=DC143C]"You heard that Vlad ?" [/color]Oedipus talked to himself while stepping back ward, finding himself a place on the track and closed his eyes. In his head, an old man that is very similar to Plato or Aristotle appeared. [color=DC143C]" Old and wise huh?"[/color] Oedipus appeared before the old man, scanning through Vlad's  new appearance. With his eyes directly on the old man face. [color=DC143C]"Always thinking yourself so wisely, Vlad."[/color]
Suddenly, Oedipus draw his attention of the old man, with his hand open wide. Without any notice, Oedipus grins, showing his house.
[color=DC143C] "You love this?" [/color]Oedipus says while spinning around on a few times. Then he stops, with his face directly in front of Vlad's. [color=DC143C]"Father?"[/color] Looking around, Vlad can only see imagining the place. It was dark, cold, and damp. Above his head, a small light, about the size of a pin, shed light on his location. But the light was weak, and the area that the light shines on is only about three meters radius. The light was so weak, that it makes impossible for himself to see the Oedipus' current appearance in this world.
Oedipus wait silently, giving time for Vlad to realize his current location before continue. But this time, instead of talking like he was before, Oedipus's started to shows his wrath.
[color=DC143C]"For 15 years, I have been lock up in this place. For 15 years, I have to live in this abyss. For straight up fifteen years." [/color]Oedipus shout, trying to stop the rage that he had been holding for too long. But it was not enough. Without breathing, Oedipus continue, but with his hand started to hold Vlad's neck and lifting him up. 
[color=DC143C]"Do you know how painful it is to take a crime that was not mine? You are the one that killed our father, not me. I'm merely a result from your action. The fear of you getting caught that become alive. You were supposed to be responsible for your action, not me." [/color]Oedipus' voice broke into a scream of pain, not because of triumph to be free but because he endured too much. [color=DC143C]"And we were supposed to care for each other. Not locking me, your son into this place."[/color]
Oedipus throw the old man that is grasping for air in his hand across the place before kneel down, holding his hand to cover his face. Vlad's body flies for a few minute before hit the ground, making a loud thump. From their body come groaning and moaning because of pain. Just different kind of pain.
They groan and moan for a long time until they are unable to feel the pain. Standing up from the ground, Oedipus look at his Father's body, and left. It is cold and damp. Not a good place to bury a person. But it is a suitable place for him.  
Opening his eyes, Oedipus started to thinking of his previous actions. Just like what he expected, Oedipus didn't feel any regret by doing so. He did not feel ashamed for killed his Father. Nor regret about doing so either. Now there is only one this left that is holding him back. The revenge for his life. And with each step toward the Ghost Girl, is a closer step to his goal. For the monster could almost taste its freedom.

[center]I will have such revenge
	That all the world shall-I will do such things-
	What they are, yet I know nor; but they shall be
	The terrors of the earth 
(King Lear, act 2 scene 4)[/center]