Going into the machine we got into his most recent memory. We saw him sitting by the bench and we activate the mode where we can interact with him. He was reading the bible when Sandra decided to approach him. "Alex? we're the one you called, we're here to start the procedure now" Sandra remarked but got no response from him. Alex was reciting these verses: Peter 3:9, Deuteronomy 31:6, Isaiah 43:19, and Jeremiah 29:11. By the time he got finished, he answered."Oh sure, but can you promise me one thing? I don't want to forget my family" I assured him that he won't.
Unlike his wife, he didn't nag for an explanation. He just wanted to reset his wrong doings in the past. He warned us that things could get ugly by the time we try to dig deeper. We moved back into his memories and got into his deepest regret immediately. Sandra was horrified. It was the city of Makati in ruins. Alex was in the solitary confinement deep within the basement so he survived. We watched him climbed through the rubble and how horrified he was. He was deeply injured and he scaled a mile walk from the prison to the nearest town. He collapsed at front of the church.
We watched how he was taken care of the priest. Honestly, I was bored and so was Sandra but I insisted on staying. "Let's just move him from another prison so he won't have to experience this." Sandra remarked. I disagreed. Alex wouldn't have come to us for a petty incident. Also the priest was nice to him. We watched their entire father-son relationship for years in minutes. He confessed his sins and the priest let him change his life by introducing the word of God. The last thing the priest gave Alex was the same bible that he was reading earlier.
Sandra and I argued if we were to go after this event or go back a bit further. As usual, I won. So we use instant transmission to travel and seek the memory where he met his wife. Sandra saw this as a pointless move but we continued anyway.
Alex was in his late 30's when he we saw him. He was walking through the city of Quezon as the people avoid him. It was like they've seen a ghost. Some people booed him and mothers took their children away. A woman even spat him on the face. He was wearing a hoodie with pajamas and holding a bible. Sandra was surprised that Alex went downhill once more. But I was not, I knew he would fall down again. It's not like he didn't change. It's just the world won't for him. Sandra couldn't bear to watch but as of now we couldn't do anything besides that. It got worse, people we're shouting hurtful things like: "A murderer like you deserve to rot in hell!" "Hypocrite! Why do you even carry a bible?!" "Just die!" Alex has his head down the whole time crying. Despite people screaming at him, no one dared to go near him. Except that woman who spat on his face. Even the men are afraid to do so. He entered a dark alleyway and sat on a bench.
"Rough day huh" We saw a much younger Francine sat beside him.
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