“You killed my parents. You took them away from me.” Marcus cried taking steps backward. Dale wanted to make a move. “Don't come close to me.”
“I'm sorry. It wasn't my fault. I killed them but please forgive me. I'm pleading with you. I don't want to be like my brother.”
“This isn't about your brother. This is about my family.” Marcus said.
“I understand and I tell you that I have watched people I loved die.”
“And you decided to take my family away.”
“No, don't misunderstand me.” Dale uttered.
“What should I understand? That you killed my family because you wanted to have fun.”
“I'm so sorry.” Dale whined He raised an eyebrow when he saw him approaching, he was behind Marcus.
“We have to leave here.” Dale said with the most serious look on his face. He took Marcus's arms even before he could say another word. Everything moved so fast, that the next thing they saw themselves beside a lake.