Part 1, Hotel room, Indoor.
7.30 am :
I shudder again as I turn around and try to sleep. The images came on fast and blurry; yet with the right amount of pain that didn’t let me pass off this sequence of events as another dream. Rather than fight it, I chose to lie back and endure it.
Part 2.
A Balkan countryside, a war colours the sky, intermittent gunshots that demand attention, from other guns.
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