Smile

Prologue: Remember

I walk down the hall. It's the same school. It's the same grade. It's the same life...yet it's different...

I walk to my next class, everything seems quiet, regardless of the hundreds of students wandering about to their classes, it still feels quiet, subdued...

I'm almost there, to 7th hour Chemistry when I have to avert my eyes as I walk. I walk by The Hall. My eyes say forward, half closed. Just like before that Hall...

The memory still remains, as I walk by it, it plays in my head over and over...

The boy, my friend, walking, slowly, each final step a thousand years apart, his smile empty, and feelingless, his calm demeanor, the crimson on his shirt...a name...Marshal Callahan...