Aldrian stood in the living room, absorbing the silence that remained after Evan's departure. The house had returned to its usual stillness, broken only by the soft ticking of the wall clock. He felt torn—between the desire to move on with his life and the deep fascination with the mystery surrounding this house and Kana's diary.
He decided to return to his room and continue reading the diary. As he stepped back into his bedroom, he took his seat near the window again. Gentle sunlight illuminated the emotional handwriting on the pages.
Aldrian kept reading, uncovering more about Kana's struggle with her emotions and how she felt increasingly alienated from her own life. Each word seemed to dance before his eyes, painting a vivid picture of Kana's colorful yet sorrowful world. And yet, none of it answered the questions that had been haunting him.
Just as he was about to give up, he turned a page and found something different. The writing looked fresher—almost as if it had been written recently.
It feels like I'm trapped between dreams and reality. I no longer know which is truly alive and which is mere illusion. But if this is a fantasy, then let me stay in it just a little longer.
Aldrian's heart trembled as he read those words. Finally, he had found something that hinted at the confusion he himself had been feeling.
But new questions quickly followed. Could there truly be a link between his dreams and the waking world? Was all of this somehow real?
Determined to find more answers, Aldrian placed the diary gently on the table and resolved to search the house once again, hoping to discover something—anything—that might explain the strange events. He started in the living room, inspecting every corner, every detail with new eyes.
As he examined the bookshelf, something caught his attention: a book Kana had tried to reach in his dream. It sat on the highest shelf, surrounded by old, dust-covered volumes. Aldrian reached for it, surprised by its unexpected weight.
He opened the book and found its pages filled with tiny handwritten notes and sketches. It appeared to be Kana's personal notebook, filled with reflections and drawings that likely captured fragments of her thoughts. One sketch stood out. It was a drawing of this very house—only more vibrant, more alive, like the one he saw in his dream.
Beneath the sketch was a small note:
This is the house in my dream. Could there really be a connection between that world and ours? Or is it just coincidence?
Reading that, Aldrian felt as if he had uncovered a key piece of the puzzle he'd been trying to solve. Could his dreams and this house truly be connected?
As Aldrian continued his search, he stumbled upon something even more surprising. Inside a small cabinet in the living room, hidden away for what must have been years, he found a wooden box. Curiosity stirred, and he opened it to find a neatly folded letter. The letter was addressed to Kana, written in elegant, heartfelt handwriting.
He read it carefully. It was a deeply emotional confession from someone who had loved Kana dearly—someone who felt unable to be with her for reasons left unexplained.
My dearest Kana, the letter read, we are separated by something that will never let us be together. Our relationship was never meant to work. I can only hope that you find happiness—the kind I could never give you. Always remember, I love you, and you will always have a place in my heart.
The letter stirred something in him, deepening his curiosity about Kana and the mysterious figure who had written such tender, sorrowful words. What had truly happened between Kana and this person? And more importantly—did these findings have anything to do with him?
With a newfound resolve, Aldrian knew he had to keep searching. He couldn't ignore the mystery any longer. Every clue seemed to pull him deeper, pointing him toward something far greater than he had first imagined.
He decided to begin digging for more information—about Kana, about this house, and about the strange connections between his dreams and reality. Whatever truth lay hidden here, Aldrian was ready to uncover it.