Chapter 16

Debby concentrated all her energy on her hearing, the only sense she had left. Her eyes were covered by a black clot, and no matter how she moved, he did not slip.

Debby managed to hear the moans of the car's tires on the road, but no one said it. She had understood how she wasn't alone, though. As much as the intuition of being observed was part of his disorder, minimal figures propagated in the corners of his eyes, very real shadows.

The car stopped as it appeared to have been a short distance, and the door was opened, Debby prepared to leave, staying on his knees, but the door closed with a drag. The dark found her again, and she shrank. Now she was definitely alone, and that thing didn't cheer her up.

Against murmurs, she counts the seconds, seeking to overcome the whispers as they spread over her head. Being alone with your own thoughts all the time was dangerous, even more so now, as you hadn't even understood where you were. He began to r