Oedipus is lying in a dark corner with his head lies on the bag, not far from the group. His location although is not far from them. But the place was dark, easily blocking other lines of sight. He remembers everything that happened a few minutes ago. But he bore no remorse of his action. Touching his wound, Oedipus could feel something metallic inside. It seems like he had been injured by the cop. The pain signal from the stomach area was sent straight into his brain, increasing in duration and amount as he tried to remove the bullet. But even then, Oedipus does not mind of his pain, for he is thinking of something else. He was thinking about his reason for his past doing. Killing Vlad was a necessary move, but is it necessary to kill the cop and getting shot by it? His brain scan to see if there is any reason to justify his action.

[color=DC143C] "But is it necessary? Sooner or later, I will be dead like my beloved father. Die in the lonely place, without any formal burial. " [/color] Moving his head to see his surrounding, Oedipus see maybe two or three people are trying to save the cop. The police may or may not die. But even if he died, then he dies in other efforts of saving him. But for Oedipus, or for Vlad, only silence will be their friend, the only one to hear their last word, and the only one to see them died. Realizing he is going to die in lonely, Oedipus let out a deep sigh. A few tears coming out from the monster that had killed his own father, and attempt to continue his crime by killing a police. But tears coming out from Oedipus was not tear of remorse or regret, those were filled with hatred. As those tears rolling down from his face, Oedipus whisper his reason of killing in a hatred tone. [color=DC143C]"My reason for killing others was simple, I do it to feel. I wanted to hear other cries, scream, and suffer for what they have and I don't. A life with love and freedom. And when I cause pain and suffer, I felt being alive." [/color]

Touching his wound, Oedipus applied a medium amount of pressure to stop the bleed, while continuing to say his motive. [color=DC143C] "And maybe when I cause enough pain and suffer, I myself will not die alone. "[/color]With his final word still echoing in his mind, Oedipus pulled out the bag to take all the paper he can to attach to the wound, forming a temporary layer. The layer was quickly soaked with blood, but Oedipus knew that he is temporarily safe. 

Slowly but surely, Oedipus started to stand up and walk to the group. The pain was overcrowding his mind. Some sweat from his forehead rolls down into his eyes, increasing his uncomfortable. But nothing is going to stop him from his freedom that the Ghost Girl had promised, even the Ghost Girl herself.