บท 662: Keep Moving Forward

The inks in the water moved and twisted as they settled on another dream, another scene from his past that he had forgotten.

This time, Alex was inside a small room with shelves full of books and trophies to one side, and a large window on the other.

He was sitting on top of something and could see a desk in front of him. There were pens and markers in a glass, a bunch of files to the side, and a sign that said 'headmaster' next to a lamp.

Behind the desk was a man with round glasses and a thick beard. At the very least, this man was 40 years old.

"Thank you for coming on such short notice, Mr. And Mrs. Benton," the man spoke. "I… I don't know what to say, honestly."

"You can start by saying why there is a bandage wrapped around my son's head for now," Alex heard his father speak.

His father was currently holding him.

'So young,' Alex thought when he saw his father. He looked almost as young as in the last dream.