Chapter 114: Youngblood (2)
It passed by quickly, but for some reason, I just felt like doing it.
“…Liam.”
He blinked. Eighteen-year-old Liam was less guarded and more amicable than I expected. I wondered if I could use this opportunity to uncover some secrets.
“What do you mean by ‘hearing voices’?”
He stayed silent for a while, scrunching up his face before slowly opening his mouth.
“Just what it sounds like. I hear voices. They always wish for my death.”
“When did you start hearing them?”
“Since I was a child. From the moment I started remembering. As soon as I began to see and feel them, they started talking to me. I remember the first thing they said: ‘You will never be free from us forever.’”
The voices enjoyed mimicking people, mocking Liam as he fell for their tricks. They deceived him so convincingly that he spent his childhood in terror, thinking they were real people.