Shadow from the Lonely Dream

A world shattered and split into day and night, into second and minute, into taste and smell, into light and darkness, like multicoloured glass, all is but a beautiful puzzle, and the mind, a little child, sitting in the unknown, and in the meek but disconcerting silence, folding piece by piece, gradually revealing all aspects of this nightly place, frozen in a state of coma, in a preternaturally exciting sleep, into the jaws of which Risa decided to enter, and positioning herself away from the other dark figures, not even looking at what was in front of her face to soothe herself, stroking her hands and imagining the good aspects of her personality and all the acts of goodness that she had seen with her own eyes during the day and managed to imprint in a distant corner of memory, which the hellish, sick heart could not reach. Soon the girl was poured some alcohol in a clear glass glass by restaurant staff worker, and looking at the bubbles coming up to the surface, the girl looked around the hall with her lost look, and tried to remember what was so strange and terrible that happened in this small village. A variety of options began to come to mind: mass hypnosis, the destruction of rare flowers and agricultural produce, an accident with young unmarried women, corruption and the presence of undermining of local authority, use of microbacterial bio weapon to spread the disease, the preparation of a mass terrorist attack and much more, which in fact Risa herself had arranged when this drive of death took control of her, and which made her poor weak body shake with fear and misunderstanding of her own body and personal nature. Risa's thoughts eventually returned to a recent news announcement about a massacre that had occurred just outside the small town, asking for help to sort it out and put things in order. On the one hand, Risa was offended that she didn't do it, but on the other, precious lives were no more and already lost, then she'd better help then, but how? Will would she do it alone? Or will someone more rational and correct come to her as a support?

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