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The statue waited, not doubting that he will cut his wrists for the sake of it. And in his sleep he was ready to do it. Only one step separated him from committing a suicide in the name of some unknown satanic deity.

He woke up with the feeling that he felt from heaven to earth. And somewhere before the awakening instead of a statue in front of him flashed the face of Nicolette. The beautiful lips breathed fire. And with fire just one word, which he had heard from her before:

«Judas!»

On the moment it seemed to him that this was his name.

Ferdinand woke up from fear. If he had a mirror in his cell, he would have rushed to him. But to keep the mirror in their community was considered vanity. Therefore, he could only feel his face with his fingers. No tangible burns. But she drove into his face with fire.

Only it was in a dream. The dreamIt is capable only to scare. The palm is not cut, the face is not burned, but the feeling of the reality still remains. He remembered that he read in the scripting on prophetic dreams. They just need to interpret and wait for when they come true. True, to interpret dreams is too difficult. This is a whole science.