The door opened. Quang walked out with the help of a cane. The tears from my eyes could not stop flowing and I could not find the words to say anything else to him. I was ill for a few months, but am getting a bit better. The fate of the religion under suppression saddens me.
Life here is quiet and deserted.
There are a few people around. We do not get along well. Some had approached me about this before. I will return only to the place where I was illegally arrested from, with proper documentation. If I had committed a crime, bring me to a trial.