Dad? Where are you?

He saw him die a thousand ways. He saw him evade his grasp a thousand times. He kept on praying that one day he’ll be able to stop the car. He kept on praying that one day he’ll be able to hold him.

But how can you save something that can no longer be saved?

Happy Father's Day?
oh am I twisted or what?

Worked on this a long time ago to work out my muse...
Figured I put it up. Might scrap it later....


(c) Quantic Dream