R7: Two Sided Thoughts entered into his mind, pondering about the very topic that his mind kept pushing into. 'Why was he alive?' Jadira frowned upon the question in his head as he paced about underneath the moonlight shining above him. He was alone and isolated; silence fell in very corner around him. In one of the alleyways that he was in, trashcans emerged into his visions scattered as they hanged along the walls that they were leaning against. 'Why was he alive?' The question indeed comes a full circle. It was something that he cannot answer, even if he had an answer towards it. It could be a weak and lame one; or an excused as to why he was living in the realm and not anywhere else. With depression hitting upon him, Jadira shakes his head and breathed out a sigh that escaped from his lips. Turning his attention towards the entrance of the alleyway, he takes a few steps to it only stopping upon the edges of which he glanced his eyes over to both sides. No one was around. Upon