Remember that night on the subway? The one in the tunnel? The one with the...strange horror film. Some kind of monster.

[He pauses, remembering Sakura's reaction to it. An instant arrow to end it all. His thoughts wander for a brief moment - would he ever see that arrow pointed at him, someday...?]

Anyways... [He raises a hand, slides it down his face, though he moves it back up right away to cover his eyes.] I had a memory. From Retrospec. I guess what I saw must have made me recall it or something. And it's so strange, just felt like a dream, because there was this child standing in front of me. And I was standing over the child, and the child was very scared. And my shadow, Sakura, my shadow was...

[A sudden horror passes through him, a swell of emotion, a pathetic feeling of helplessness, like what he saw is inevitable in every shape and form. It's like some albatross on his back, a chain around his neck. The truth will set you free? He doesn't feel free. He feels quite the opposite.]

[Trapped, like an animal in a cage.]

[It's a struggle to speak up again, because his voice is already choked up. He barely can get the words out.]

It w-wasn't shaped like a human being.