• “Pass” I said almost immediately. Sicily touched my shoulder and I flinched.
    “You have so many cuts…” she says quietly.
    “Pass? Don’t give me that crap” Kevin says angrily. Now there were officially two people talking to me.
    “Let me bandage it” Sicily reaches in her bag that slung across the shoulder to her side. Out came a bandage box.
    “There’s no reason not to tell” Kevin tapped his finger on his arm. I could tell he’s a very impatient person. “Everyone here has to tell, anyway. Who knows—maybe we might have the same reason for being here”
    Sicily was too busy to talk. She was bandaging away with my body.
    “Why don’t you tell us first, then?” I finally ask.
    He paused for a moment and smirked. “Me? Fine, but you’re going next—”
    “I’m going next” Sicily interrupts. She didn’t even make eye contact when she said that so it looked like she said it to herself.
    “Oh lucky you” Kevin glared at me for a moment before he began his story. “My reason for being here isn’t all that great. It’s actually really stupid” he sighed. “I was in prison for almost two years. That was just enough to make me desperate to get out. But once I’m out, I wouldn’t know what to do. My family didn’t want me. No relative wanted me. I didn’t have friends, everyone hated me, so what’s the point?”
    “What did you go to prison for?” I swallowed.
    He smiles faintly. “For murdering my girlfriend and her family”
    I gawked. I’m partnered with a murderer? This is insane…this can’t be happening. A chill ran up my spine and I had the urge to run out of this room now, but he was blocking it with his body. I glanced at Sicily for help. She was ignoring everything going on. That or she was just listening silently, but I couldn’t tell because she was still bandaging me. I turned back to Kevin nervously.
    He was shaking his head and said grimly, “I didn’t kill them”
    I almost sighed with relief.
    “Someone else did and framed me. I didn’t know how, I didn’t know why, but they did. Now here’s back to prison. It was night. Everyone was asleep but me because something woke me up. It was like a whisper in a breeze but there were no windows. I thought I was imagining things but I heard it again. ‘Get up, get up. If you want to leave, get up’. And of course I got up. It was weird because there was a breeze. It came from a crack on the wall which was even weirder because there was never a crack there. I got closer to the wall. When it glowed red, I backed up. The breeze swirled beneath my feet and made me stop. It whispered, ‘I killed her’. And that is what made me charge for the red wall. I just—snapped” he looks up as if seeing something invisible. “I don’t know how exactly I got here. Maybe I hit the wall and I’m dreaming this all” he laughed. “Maybe I went through the wall and came here. All I know is that I blacked out and ended up here. Now I’m going to figure out who framed me—who killed her” he was serious, eyes determined.
    Sicily finished bandaging me. “My family kicked me out to the street” she makes no eye contact. “They said I was a burden. My mother remarried and they had kids, their kids. I wasn’t part of the bloodline. I wasn’t a sister, so I was forced to leave. I thought that was better than being hit everyday”
    Her words stung me. Everything she said was horror to my ears, and the way she said it was sad. Her face was emotionless and her voice was solemn.
    “The street isn’t a nice place. My home was with different people who pick me up in a car. I sleep with them. Then I leave at night, back into the streets again. I wanted to die. I didn’t like this life, wasn’t valuable enough, wasn’t worth continuing. I heard of a place that would make you disappear forever. That’s where I went”
    “And you ended up here” Kevin says.
    Sicily nods slightly. “When I came in that place, they made me talk and talk. Then they started talking and talking. Everything was making me dizzy, hurting my head”
    “Then you blacked out” Kevin says. Sicily nodded again.
    I stared at both of them. Kevin was in prison, he came here to find his girlfriends murderer. Sicily got abandoned by her family, she came here seeking for death. So what about me?
    “Well?” Kevin looks at me. “Your turn”
    I gulped—my turn. “W-well…” I hesitated. “I didn’t come here by accident”