215_ I don't know anymore,

Vincent"

I don't know what or who I'm going to believe in. When I talk to the other victim they've been saying that the picture of Hanna was not the one that they've been seen in the mansion but some of them telling that she was the girl that they had taken care of.

I keep on asking them over and over again but they only have the same answer.

"Vincent, let's go and eat first. It's already lunch break and the patient needs to eat as well. Let them rest for a while Or maybe we can come back some other time. Remember that we have to look for Henry first?" I sigh but later on, I agree with him.

We went to the canteen of the hospital because as of now we couldn't get out. After all, there were still a lot of reporters outside.

"How long did the reporters would go?" I ask why I was biting the sandwich that I've ordered. Clide was nagging like an old woman because he wanted me to eat decent food. But what else can I do? I don't have an appetite to eat. Ev