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- Will! .. - This is knocking from another world, I don’t know how the door opens there, I don’t know if I can talk to these people. - Will, what is happening?

I probably try to say something, because my hand closes my mouth and puts small pieces of glass into it: I should not talk.

“Will, can you hear me?” “Of course I hear you.” I hear everyone. I hear every moan, every scream, every request - I could be a god who sees everything and hears everything and does nothing. “I will have to knock out the door,” she notifies the voice behind the door, and after him there is a crack of a tree. - Will, move away from the door.

I take a step to the sink. Obeying is simple and convenient; I kneel down and rake a shirt into an armful, closing my chest smeared in my blood. I am defenseless - I give up to the mercy of the winner.

He stands at me, in the light of the corridor, in the Golden Areola, my Savior, my symbol of the second coming.

“Do you understand what I say?” - He folds his hand crosswise and takes a step towards me, and I try to press his forehead to the tile to drown out the howl coming from my throat. - Nod me.

I nod. Orders are a good form of communication.

- Now you will rise. And you will follow me - he is used to giving commands, maybe he has a dog. - Get up.

I can’t disobey, even if my lips tremble, if my legs are jammed, if my hands hung with lashes and my precious pebbles fall out of them.

“Come on,” I look in his back, he goes slowly, and I see how the muscles under the cloth move: step -shag, another step. - On the knees.

The carpet is soft, softer than the cold floor in the bathroom, and I sink on the pile, tickling torn palms. Maybe my playing partner will not come here? .. Let this man forbid him to come to this room. Please.

“Will, it seemed to you that the killer was next to you?” - I hastily nod and take a small step, trying to get closer to a person, from whom he is warm and calm. “Now you are safe,” he puts his hand on my back of my head, and I gratefully get his forehead in his leg, clasping my hand under his knee. “I will protect you, Will.” He will no longer come to you, boy - his fingers circle my vertebra and press on his shoulder. - Now you need to listen only to my voice, do you understand?

I wheeze “yes” and I hope that he hears me.