I want you to know

That when I am around you

It's hard to find my mind

Writing this haiku

Hurts me dearly, and I

Think it's a waste of time.

Trying to stick to

The dumb five-seven-five rule

Is hard, 'cause I can't count

So, you are lucky

I even care about you

To try and work it out.

Because I love you

And you know that it is true

So I will keep trying

But, counting on my

Fingers is like hell...

I saw her again. That young lady. She watched me, Seraphina, and Jin as we were discussing the weird history of the neighborhood. When I caught her gaze, all of my surroundings started to shift. The walls started twisting and the ceiling started turning. The house became neat and looked young, and in good shape. Jin and Seraphina weren't there anymore; it was just me.

The house looked empty, as if...