The cold sea water swallowed me up, but I didn't feel cold. Maybe it was because my soul was too hot. I know that my dear brother Luca, the gentle and tolerant Hannah, and my beloved Claude who broke my neck are all by my side. We will always be together and will never be separated. How many years from now we will be forgotten, rotting and smelly in the sea, or eaten by fish. No, Luca and I have no substance, we no longer exist. But I know very well that no matter how far time passes, my soul will still remember the fragrance of the blue bellflowers and the look of Claude's smile. [Alois' perspective, slightly sadistic]