"Corin?" I asked.

Corin, The Latin name for spear. I remember once reading that in a trivia game.

"Is it the name of this city?"

He looked surprised at what I asked, As if I was an alien.

He stared, "Don't tell me you don't know what this place is."

I shook my head. He sat back down and talked more. His looks hinted that his age was around the same as my father, Which made me less cautious.

"Do you remember nothing?" He asked

This question made me think. "Should I lie?" I thought to myself. But what I needed the most right now is information. And it's probably the only plausible way to gain information from him.

"I'm sorry, I don't remember this place" I said

I was still cautious of him and was watching his actions, but he does seem more trustworthy than others.

"So that was why, and you're still young too" he shrugged.

"You looked so clueless when I showed you the view" he laughed, which made me embarrassed in return.

"So what is this place?" I asked

"Ah, I should explain this place." He sat down and explained properly

"This is Filigran. The Last City"

"The last city? What does he mean by that?" I murmured.

"Wait, what do you mean by the last city?" I asked him.

"So you really don't remember anything, huh?" He said.

"It's as I said, it's the last city on earth"

"Wha-" I was speechless. I wanted to shout What the Hell! To him, but I stopped myself. As it doesn't change anything. I calmed myself down, i wanted to ask more about this world, but fate would not be kind to me once again.

A siren sound filled the room we were in. Which made him tense up and stand. Suddenly, Gunshots could be heard once again.

Once I heard those Gunshots, my body shook once again. The memories of yesterday rushed into my mind. As I tried to cover my ears, he suddenly held my hand pulled me.

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"Follow me!" He exclaimed.

He pulled me to a metal cabinet within the room and hid me there.

"Hide here, It's safe. And don't open the cabinet to anyone but me, okay?"

I nodded. Gunshots could be heard near here. I was still terrified at the thought of the night before, as it was fresh in my mind.

"I will be right back" he tried to run but I held his hand firm, I was scared of being alone once again.

"Um! Your name." I asked him, shaking.

"Haha" he laughed and patted my head in return. Somehow he reminds me of my father.

He replied with a slight grin.

"It's Bert, remember that kiddo" as he closed the cabinet and ran outside the room.

I was in the cabinet, waiting. As I heard the gunfight in the distance I waited. It was dark and cramped. Which only made my paranoia worse. I sat down, covered my ears, and waited for him to come back.

I waited for a minute,

Half a minute,

An hour,

2 hours,

The longer I waited, the more I thought of the worst case scenario, what if he dies? Am I stuck here. Do I follow? It was becoming very bad for my sanity, which was getting weaker due to everything that was happening.

I was slowly descending into paranoia, but then I heard the door open. I was thinking of the worst case scenario. What If they were hostile? I heard footsteps coming closer to the cabinet I was in. Then, I heard a voice

"Hey kiddo, you okay?"

As Bert opened the cabinet door and saw my timid self shaking in fear. As I saw him, I felt relieved that nothing had happened. I stood up and suddenly hugged him.

"Hey! Why are you-" He exclaimed before seeing me cry like a child. After he saw me sobbing, he simply stood quietly and patted my head. We were just standing there, as I was unleashing my pent up fear and sorrow.

After I cried loudly, my body weakened once again. But this time I was being held by Bert, who carried me to bed.

"Take a rest" he said

As he laid me down the bed, I wondered. Why do I trust him now? Even though I was so cautious of him earlier? Is it because he reminded me of my father? All these questions were popping into my brain before fatigue made me sleep like a child.

This was the best sleep I had in days. As my fear and paranoia slowly decayed away. This was the first time in days that I truly felt safe.

No dreams or nightmares haunted me that night.

I woke up, my body felt better. I genuinely felt the best in days. As I was lying on my bed, I realized that Bert was watching me to which I was surprised.

"Kiddo you awake now?" He asked. To which I replied with a nod.

"You still too shy to speak?"

"That's not it...." I said

To be honest, I remembered what happened last night. And I was slightly embarrassed by it. I wanted to apologize and thank him for saving my life.

"Hey" I called him.

"Hm?"

"I'm sorry for last night.... And thank you for that." I said sheepishly.

"Hahaha, don't mind that. I'm used to kiddos like you" he replied with a curt smile.

"What do you mean by kiddo?" I asked annoyingly

"I know what I said" Bert said with a grin.

At first, I was pissed at him for calling me a kiddo, but At this point I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha" I laughed, as if the memories of yesterday never happened. Bert was just staring at me, then proceeded to laugh along with me.

This was the first time in a while I had a conversation with someone. This conversation helped me save my sanity from crumbling completely. And to this day, I can't help but thank Bert for this moment.