Devil's Path (Part 1 Chapter 3, page 1 of 5)


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I'm back in my cell. Now, I think the time that I need to spend until tomorrow breakfast will turn into something terrible and agonizing tearing the soul to pieces. I did not manage to talk to Amelia, and I do not know whether I hope that she finds my idea is a good. In fact, even I sometimes think that it's a bad idea. Before meeting with Amelia, I thought all was a bad idea: to move, to get up in the morning, even to breathe.

After all, each of us knows that San-Till will bury us all. San-Till is our grave. It is a fact. And of course, we can deceive ourselves and make sure that all is well, it is possible to be happy even here, in the territory of hell, but I do not see the point. Who cares if the end we all have to be one. But then I saw Amelia, and I was given like a second wind. And now ... I do not even know what can be now.

I slowly get up from my bed and go to the wall.

"You won," I whisper to it.

As a child, my grandmother said to me, "it is necessary to know how to play, the grandson. In life, there are a lot more losses than wins." Perhaps, she was right. Although, before I was against it. As, well, as you can learn to play I thought? And now, now it seems to me I understand that she was right. I lost my life and lost the battle with the wall.

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