Boone could not believe he was alive back. What surprised him the most was that he remembered everything which had happened to him, in after life, in detail.

She must have some motive in this. Why would she revive a traitor? He did not feel like being glad for his revival. No matter what, it gave him an upper hand regardless.

They will not be able to see me. He regarded it as something to cherish at. Believing he was alive was tough. Even roaming around his house did not make him sure he was a living being now.

Strolling, he reached to his poultry farm.

He gazed through the metal net.

All of his chicken and goose had died. The utensils of water and fodder were empty. He cared little to nothing about those creatures which would not have survived even three months nonetheless. Boone moved towards his son's room. There he saw his big knife on the floor.

It was clean.

Boone picked it up wondering how Ian had got hold of this. He dropped the knife when he saw something more significant. There were paper and pen on Ian's table.

Revival Factory.

Boone found himself on the small chair of his son, leaning towards the equally small table with a pen in his hand. But he could not write a word. He could not decide whom to write for.

With only one letter to write, he could not choose between Ian and Stacy. He left the pen on table in the end.

It was not a choice which he was used to make every day.

He came into a conclusion after a while. He would visit Stacy's parents as well as Ian's friends to see who was depressed the most. Boone knew Stacy's parents would be saddened for Ian as well but he wanted to know whom they would want back if given chance.

Boone also wondered how kids would deal with losing their friend. It was a difficult choice for him. And one of them was going to make the decision for him.

He stepped outside to sunlight, hired a cab and went for his father in law's house.

Boone reached there and knocked the door. A dog barked at him the moment his knuckles touched the door. Whether it was because of his knock or the dog’s bark, someone came towards the door.

His mother in law. She greeted her son in law with a gasp. Boone had no idea shocking element she had found in him. As far as he knew nobody knew he was dead for days.

"Why weren’t you receiving our calls, Boone?" she asked.

The dog kept barking.

"I was not in my home." Boone said and stepped inside the house where he saw his father in law looking at him.

"Would you please calm the dog?" father in law yelled at his wife.

"I don’t know why he is barking. Last time when he had seen Boone he was waging his tail." She said, tying the dog to door knob.

"Would you have some coffee, son in law?"

"As well as an omelet, strips of bacon and some bread." He couldn’t stop himself from saying.

He was starving. Being alive had brought hunger back to his bag.

Boone had no problem in showing them how hungry he was. He regretted why he didn’t ask for double omelet.

Meanwhile he ate, he listened to them express their sorrow. There was hardly a minute where both of them had not shed tears.

As Boone had imagined, tears were for both Stacy and Ian but he could feel they were more saddened about their daughter. He did not ask whom they would like to revive because he knew whom they would choose.

Boone left the house with filled stomach and left off for Ian's school.