D: “So... what can we do?...”
F: “Are you talking about this place?”
D: “Yeah... I mean it’s so upseting...”
V: “I don’t know... I mean this place died many years ago... way before we came... right?”
D: “You are right about it...”
Sh: “Still do you think that there may be some people around? I mean there are still some buildings and human stuff, too...”
F: “You may be right... but--”
V: ”--these look so empty that I doubt there is any human anymore...”
Sh: “Oh... I was afraid that you may say that...”
S: “So... we’ll stay here?”
D: ”I’m afraid that there’s nowhere to go, dear...”
V: “Huh? Well, yes, I am...”
Sh: “Are you sure? You feel upset...”
V: “It’s all right, it’s just... I think something is missing... but I don’t really know what...”
Sh: “Maybe you’ll remember later.”
Altough you are right... Something is really missing... but none of us remembers...
...something from our past, like someone tried to erase it...
...Why like no one can remember? I wished I’d know...