- Do not even think about opening that door, Yuki! We do not know what may appear within this room!- Okay, I will not open, calm down.
- Let's start searching the rooms. Anything suspicious bring out of the room.
- Okay
Yuki waited friends come backstage to open the dressing room door number four, who was burned. He opened the door slowly and entered. The whole room was destroyed. The curtains were burned and torn, all the furniture destroyed. There was nothing left that could be saved there unless a photo album and a script for a play, they were on top of a small table.
Sure if friends were busy and sat on a sofa that was not completely burned. He put the album on his legs and began leafing through it. The pictures were in black and white, depicting a baby with his parents and all the children of the little boy. Over the photographs, she realized that the boy's mother no longer appeared in them, were only the father and the boy. He flipped through the album until the last one and closed. For the first time noted that the name "Akatsuki Yokogawa" was written again in black velvet cape with elegant silver letters.
"Surely he must have felt greatly missed mother." He thought Yuki, who was looking at the album again.


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