I woke up and I instantly check my phone, it's still Monday.

I look outside, it still rains. It seems like I really live the same day again and again.

Why is it happening? No, I shouldn't think about that. Today too, I need to understand what happened to Douglas.

But what can I do more? I stand still in front of my window watching the rain fall. When's the last time I did that?

Just standing still. Life is going so fast, I am always focused on the next thing.

I wake up, head to work, and go back home. But for once I want to do something, I want to save him.

It's ironic that I needed the day to happen again for my life to get different.

It's 6:30am, I need to go to work. Wait would I need to, I could just not go since I already know nothing will happen there. 

"Hey Kate!" I hear as I step outside, I already know who it is.

"It's Katelyne not Kate."

"Yeah sorry Kate I'll remember next time." I already know he won't, everyone forgets everything about this day.

I need to get in his house somehow, I want to investigate in it.

"It's okay, can I ask you a favor?"

"What is it?" I should have thought about it before saying that...

"Well, my cat need food?"

"You don't seem sure, and I didn't know you had a cat." It's because I don't, I just need an excuse to make him leave his house.

"Yeah, my cat need food and I'm sick today, so I can't."

"It's true that you don't seem well. You're sweating and breathing heavily." Am I? I think it's because I'm nervous to see if he'll do it or not.

"Yeah, I'll go to bed soon, here's the money."

"Hey, I didn't say I would do it! Okay, fine, I will. What food do I get for your cat?"

"Edible food." I have no idea what cats are supposed to eat. I'm even allergic to cats.

"I see... And what's his name?"

"François? I mean, yeah it's François, I know his name." He looks at me in a very weird way, like I'm crazy.

"You act weird today. I'll go, but you should really rest now."

"I will, I promise." he left, that was really stressful. I don't know how he believed me.

I try to enter his door, but it's locked, I should have thought about that.

 Thankfully I learned to lock pick doors in my youth, I didn't think it would be useful.

Once I'm in, I search for a diary or something, anything that could be useful.

I search everywhere I can, but I can't find anything, maybe it wasn't that good of an idea.

There are footsteps outside, I can't go now, the door is opening!

I found a closet to hide, I can kinda see, it's Douglas with a bag in his hand.

Oh! It's the food for the cat, I feel bad I made him go in the rain for that.

He just sat in his couch, should I do something?

Hours passes and I can't go anywhere because of him, I'm stuck in this closet for so long it's already 5pm.

Someone knocks on the door, who is it? Douglas goes to open it.

"Hey Doug, how are you bro?" I recognize him, it's his brother Lucien.

"Let's just finish quickly, I have something to do."

"Yeah, right, so you have the money?"

"No I don't..."

"So you know what that mean." Douglas nod his head slowly and hand away his guitar, he looks devastated.

"It should sell around $2000."

"It will be enough for this month, I'll come back next month and don't worry, your secret is well-kept."

Lucien goes away while Douglas stand here, his eyes look empty. After a while, he step outside.

He left his phone here, I'll take it and follow him. 

I tried to follow him, but I lost his trace, he was too fast for me.

What did he mean by "your secret is well-kept"?

I stumble around searching for Douglas, I need to talk to him.

The rain make it hard to see, it's dark and there's barely no one today.

I go on a bridge, that's when I see someone lying in the ground.

I was too late.

Yes, I know tomorrow everything will be fine, I know I'll save him.

And yet I can't stop shaking, I see him, a knife in his chest.

My body couldn't take it, I fell unconscious.

It's 11pm, I see it on a clock. It's on the wall of this white room, it doesn't take me long to understand I'm in a hospital.

I remember what happened and I still need some time to calm down.

I guess if I ask to leave the hospital, the doctor and nurse won't let me, so I'll need to sneak out.

After I take my stuff and head out the best I can.

After sneaking out for a bit, I'm finally outside, thankfully there was almost no one at that time.

I take Douglas's phone, I don't need a password, he should really put a password on his phone, but I won't complain.

Nothing fascinating, I see Lucien's number here. Maybe I should call, it's pretty late, but the only thing I can do.

After a bit, he answers.

"Hey Doug! Why did you call, you missed your bro too much?"

"It's not Douglas, I am trying to uncover the truth on his suicide."

"His... Suicide?" He didn't know? Doesn't seem like a good brother, even I know it.

"Yeah, can you help me to know if he had any problems?"

"I don't think he had any, and why would I tell you? Who are you?" 

"I'm a cop that's investigating on his death and I know you have seen the victim soon before his death.

If I don't repeat this day again, I'm going to be in trouble with the law.

"I don't want any trouble, I'll tell you what I know if you don't arrest me!"

"I promise I won't." I can't anyway.

"So he was with a girl before, she was the sister of one of the member of the group he was in. She died, and they thought it was his fault." It was the reason he left the group? It's hard to think it could be his fault.

"I also have the proof he killed her, if you promise I won't get in trouble I'll show you."

He has a proof? Was it the secret he kept? He was threatening him to show it and ask for money?

If I understand well he committed suicide because he lost everything, his job, his girlfriend, his guitar.

I can't help for all of that, but I need to know if he killed her. I don't believe he did it, but I need to see the proof.

"Very well, what is your address?" 

"It's the house near the town's hall. The---"

My head it hurt, I can't focus. It's almost midnight the day will end, I needed more time.

I fell unconscious again, falling on the ground.

The rain still falls, will it ever end?