Chapter 10 Chapter 10 Valenti's Hallucinations

Hospital emergency room. "Which part of your body hurts the most?" asked a trainee doctor. "Ah... ouch... ouch..." "If it hurts to talk, Valenti...don't force yourself to talk." "In...in...here..." "Third-degree burns, which animal did it!" "Hey... ouch, please...don't..." "Have you not eaten for a few days?" "Thirty-three……" "Bastard... listen... you don't tell anyone about this, promise me." "..." "Listen, no one is coming to the emergency room right now, I'm going to risk giving you a shot of morphine so you can rest well, or you're going to be sore for a few days. If you want an injection, just nod. But you're never allowed to tell anyone because they'll kick me out of the hospital right away."

"..." Valenti endured the pain and nodded, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead. "Well, you'll be relieved after a while. Just a little bit and your pain will start to ease." "..." "The way they tortured you was outrageous. The burns on your groin and chest...would take weeks to heal. By tomorrow, the pain will be better." Valenti seemed to feel that the pain had eased, and her eyes gradually blurred, and suddenly familiar figures floated in front of her eyes. "'Don't be afraid, Valenti, the intern is a good man and he'll take care of you.' This is Marta speaking. Marta... where are you? When did you come? I can't keep my eyes open , come closer, Marta, don't stop talking to me. Can you touch me?

'Don't worry, I'm listening, there's a condition to this, Valenti, don't hide your thoughts. 'Will no one eavesdrop? 'Won't. 'Marta, I've been in excruciating pain. 'I wonder how you are now? 'Will no one hear? 'no one. 'Marta, darling, I hear you talking inside me. 'That's because I'm inside you. 'it is true?Can it be like this forever? 'As long as you and I don't keep secrets from each other. ' Well, I'll tell you everything, and this kind fellow intern led me down this long, long tunnel, and he told me that at the end there would be light. 'Are you afraid to wake up and still find yourself in prison? 'I don't know, will someone help me escape?I felt as if the sun was shining on my hands and face. 'Seeing the light soon? 'what!It's the sea, and there's a big stretch of hot sand, and I gotta run or I'll burn my heels. 'What can you see? 'Looking from shore to shore, you can't even see a small boat made of cardboard. 'What did you hear? 'Nothing, Marta, it's like a flower dropped on the sand, and if a wave comes in it will carry it far, far away.

'Will the wind blow it away, into the sea? 'Never mind, I can swim, I dive into the water, and where the flowers are sinking, there appears a woman, a native girl, and if she didn't swim so fast, I would have overtaken her.I was tired, and I had no oxygen in my lungs after being underwater for such a long time.But, Marta, the indigenous girl grabbed my hand and lifted me out of the water.I forgot that I was naked, I clinging to her body, the native girl flushed with shame, and wrapped her arms around me.My hands are hot, and wherever I touch her, it dries up immediately.I touch her face, her waist-length hair, her hips, her navel, her breasts, her shoulders, her back...'Can I beg you to take her for me? 'Okay.The native pressed his finger to his lips, motioning me not to speak.But to you, Marta, I will say everything without reservation, so that you will not leave me, and you will always be with me, especially now.

I also want to tell you that the native girl has closed her eyes, she is already sleepy.My eyelids are so heavy too. 'Don't you feel cold?It's late at night, you sleep in the wild, and the sea breeze is extremely cool. 'No, I'm not cold, my back is against a smooth, warm sheet.Since I came to this island, I have slept on it every night, and the sheet is actually the smooth, warm skin of a woman, and I saw that this woman is the island. 'Is it an indigenous girl? 'I couldn't see the face, she was too far away from me.I continued to swim underwater, and under the water, my mother heard my thoughts and we talked.

She asked me, are the things published in the newspaper true?The papers said my cellmate was dead, he was shot.She asked me, is this my fault? 'How do you answer her? ’ I said, yes, it was my fault and I was sad.But mere grief is useless, because only he himself knows whether he will die sad or happy.He sacrificed his life for a just cause. 'For a just cause? ...I think he let himself be killed on purpose so that he could die like the heroine in the movie.Not a just cause at all. ' Only he himself knows this, but I can't sleep anymore in the cell, because he has made me used to listening to his stories every night, just like a lullaby.Even if I get out of here one day, I won't be able to call him and buy him dinner.And he invited me so many times.I swim with my head up so I don't miss the shore.I swam to the beach, exhausted.I have to pick some fruit before it gets dark.At night, everything appears silver because film is black and white. 'What about the background music? ' is the very soft sound of gourds and drums. 'Does this indicate danger? 'No, the music announces the arrival of a very strange woman in long glittering gowns, and a silver mask over her face... She cannot go on, deep in the woods she is caught in a knot of spiders into the net.No, the cobweb grew out of her body, the cobweb became a part of her body, so many threads like ropes, so hairy.I feel sick. 'She didn't speak? 'Yes, she was crying, and I asked her why she was crying, and she replied that she was crying because of something she would never know, because the ending was like a mystery.I answered her that I always try to find an explanation for everything, but in fact I was only talking because I was hungry, I just didn't have the courage to admit it.She looked at me, more and more sad, more and more tears rolled down. 'Are you hungry? 'yes. 'Does it smell good? 'It's a roast chicken leg, a crackling with a big piece of fresh cheese, a thin slice of cooked ham, jelly fruit, a piece of pumpkin... I don't have to worry about not having enough, thanks to Spider-Woman for getting me so much delicious.After eating so much and getting some sleep, I'm strong again.My friends are waiting for me to engage in a protracted battle. 'The last thing I want to know is the name of your comrade. 'Marta, how much I love you, that's the only thing I can say to you.How worried I was that you would ask me about this and I would lose you forever. 'No, Valenti, dear, that won't happen again.Although this dream is short, it is happy. '"

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