Julio woke up that morning and he sat up. The sunlight was actually coming in through the window and for a mesmerising moment, he sat down there and admired the beauty of the moment in contrast to what he had in hell. Hell was nothing like earth at all and maybe, he was also beginning to wonder if he was supposed to remain there. Well, he quickly snapped out of it and then sat up. At this point, he was actually beginning to feel hungry but then decided to get a wash first.
Turns out his dreams were going to remain haunted and each time, he just might have to go down into the very agony that he had been freed from over and over again. It did not make sense at all and neither did it seem fair to him that the humans had everything they ever wanted. They were in a mini paradise and at that moment, he paused and punched the wall.
