AF87

1st day of imprisonment. – Where am I? Today I woke up and found myself in a room similar to a prison cell, or something like that. The room is illuminated by a pale light of a low-watt bulb. The only way out is blocked by a metal door. There's also a mattress and an old wooden door which leads to another, smaller, room without any light. That's a bathroom I guess, because I've found a toilet there, but no washbasin though. So I have no idea where I can find any water here. Hope I won't starve to death or die from dehydration. But I'm really glad I've found this old sketchpad and the pencil behind that toilet. Though the pencil is almost

You must be surprised that I have come? Well, it would've seemed strange to me too… some while ago, but now there's something wrong… something has changed. I came to tell you a gravely important thing. Though, I believe, you would consider it silly. Hm?! What? Oh, rain again – as a reminding. Nothing would've happened if there wasn't rain. And now, looking back the time, I realize that I only can blame it for whatever happened – blame this god damn rain. Do you remember that day? The one when we were ten. It was my birthday, and my parents, together with yours, have decided to take us to the picnic. I was so happy

Воспоминания под дождем Ты наверно удивлена тому, что я пришел? Впрочем, совсем недавно мне тоже это показало