Order of Forgetting

Lothar stared at the scene in front of her, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart. He blinked and lowered his head to look at the fire where he was sitting. Under the burning beam was a charred body. From the outline, he could barely tell that the deceased was a man. Lothar stretched out her finger and poked the cheek of the charred corpse. As the pieces of his face burned by the flames peeled off, Lothar recognized him. "Well, it was Colin. It's such a shame that he didn't survive." Lothar sighed and shook his head, then suddenly froze again. "Colin... Who is this?" Lothar tilted her head and thought for a while, then looked down at the scorched corpse and asked sincerely: "Your name is Colin, right? Do I know you?" As Lothar's words fell, he was pressed under the thick burning beam, and the charred corpse with only half of his human shape suddenly raised his upper body...