Deathbed Reckoning

Victor looked at the frail man lying on the bed connected to different machines, and a smile spread on his face as he pulled down his oxygen mask

“Who are you?” The man croaked, his voice raspy from lack of use.

“You don't remember me?” Victor asked

“AHH, my manners, I heard it is dementia, right? I mean, how could you forget me after you ruined my family? I couldn't forget you. I really feel ins