Having to dig down deep inside needs the strength of mind, and the emptiness of a guy who had no care to give to the world.
On a dark reddish night Dustan felt a burning sensation on his upper back. He couldn't sleep. He had lost his mind. Started screeming in a scary voice. He thought he could control it. But no, it is a joke.
The pain was unbearable. Dustan lost it and fell on the ground. Hit his head and got into a deep sleep-like silence.
To be honest the guy will wake up thinking he had a concoction of some kind. That he had hurt his head from the fall. That he might smashed his head greatly to have the kind of pain he will be suffering from the next few hours after he wakes up.
The strong winds are blowing hard. They managed to open the windows. To get into the house as if they were a creature that can walk and talk. The sound was deeply scary and it appeared like someone was humming. The shadows appeared as dancers. But when you concentrate they look as if they were dragging something from its legs to a corner then stabbing it in the heart a dozen of times.
STAI LEGGENDO
In the Name of the Wind
Mistero / Thriller"You have stolen your soul back when you left with both your sanity and your life. This is a game and you are in it whether you like it or not. Keep it simple; think great, no one ever appreciates".
