Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170224211505/@comment-28412230-20170301183313

''The older man ominously paused for at least five minutes. Should he really tell the truth of what actually occured throughout those five years? And what happened to dear Naomi and Jackson?''

''"I need to tell the truth, Alouette," Maxwell heavily sighed, leaning back on the chair. Here goes nothing.''

"What happened to Naomi and Jackson isn't true," he blinked, his gaze resting on his hands, twiddling his thumbs, "I killed Naomi and her family in a reunion, and I abused my son to bits... Physically and mentally."

After he finished that particular sentence, he became more and more distraught as he continued, "It ended up for me going to Bradbury Asylum for a month, then to Amity Asylum for five years. That was where Quail, Finch, Augustus and Rin were also."

He inhaled sharply, "We escaped, but Finch didn't quite make it, as you know. Then we found Duck, Sparrow and Robin, who kindly drove us to a motel."

Maxwell adjusted his arms against his stomach lightly, emphasizing what he says next, "There was a man following us - Jellal. He was the one who almost murdered me and Quail - and why he's in a wheelchair. Us both were in our seperate comas, but thank God we woke up."

Maxie drooped his head against the mattress once more, exhaling, "Now you know, Alice."