CHAPTER CDXCIX

(THE HATTER’S THE FATHER)

“KYLE.”

She utters. The name that in that moment and instant she wanted to curse, yet she couldn’t. Instead, she felt betrayed, and fooled and now is broken.

“No. It couldn’t be.”

As she tries to convince herself and away from the scene of the past that she is seeing right in front of her. The fact that she is trying to make sense of, yet.

“Wouldn’t you believe?”

Carlos interrupted, along with her thoughts as his taunting voice echoed in her ears.

“One thing can make another. Everything that you are seeing right now is all the facts and things that happened in the past. Winona.”

Sending a shiver down her spine. She clutches her hands into a tight fist, as her body somewhat freezes. Lock in a chain and in that place, where she is being forced to witness everything, without any word to say.

“DO YOU WANT TO PLAY?”

The eerie play that started. With the sinister smile that is drawn onto his face, his name is