Day 8, Night.
I was standing outside the Pony, on the porch at the back. I thought no one could find me here. I thought no one would mind me. But Hesagor. My closest friend came. We've been serving together. We fought together. It was a long time ago. Then I left my kin. Left it as a captain Keo. He was still serving.
We met again. But the voice. It told me he will try to play around with. Try to annoy me. I listened to the voice. It's never wrong. And Hesagor did. He was stubborn. He was asking me about my day. My health. My life. I am annoyed. The voice is right, again. I told Hesagor to leave me. I became angry. Furious. Like a wraith. I looked at him. He was looking at me already. But...He saw something. Something I can't see, I think. What? Nothing is wrong with me. He drew his sword. His sword. Did he want to kill me. The voice told he did. He did want to kill me. I stepped back. Took my sword. I told him to leave again. He didn't move. I attacked him. But I didn't want to. Body doesn't listen to me.
I woke up, in his house. I looked around. My nose hurted. I checked my nose. It was mashed into small pieces, covered by a bandage. Bloody bandage. How much blood did I lose? I didn't know. I left the house, not waking him up. The voice is gone, for now....
