On the way there I was completely flustered, my mind was in a whirl. My head hurts when I try hard to recall all the missing puzzles in my life. I guess even if it hurts, I have to do it whatsoever.

And there I dug out the box, other than those worn out messages from the past, there were a couple of recent papers and documents stapled together, with a picture of the group of 5 people. My memories, along with those emotions and pain, came rushing into my senses instantaneously after I read the documents and messages. It hurts and I cried. Because it was overwhelming. Not only did I recalled the entire event, the accident, the people, the exchanges... And everything I did during the 49 days of my coma. 

I am sorry R, for everything that have happened. You were innocent. He had tried to kill me because I have known too much. He knew I had overheard the conversation between him and F. He knew I was the one who doctored the CCMP results and specimens. He had somehow found out that the TU room keys were stolen by me. I'm already not interested in who had said what and who had did what. Everything that mattered to me, I had managed to settle them within the 49 days deadline. It was an emotional rollercoaster, to have found out so much hidden and unspoken truth from some of the people I loved and cared about, to have found out your evil deeds and doings against helpless people, just to achieve what you desire, at the expense of others. I don't know how should I feel right now. Information overload.

How are you? Please watch over us, and bless us. Please stop them from coming, if not, just take me away with you.

Mr. Scheduler did not do a proper debrief before we part. What an unprofessional reaper. So what does it mean when I can recall, does it mean I can leave soon?