Are you afraid of death?
— I'm not afraid.
— You are touched by decay.
— I'm being treated.
— You can't see the light.
— Just sleeping.
— What do you see?
— Years. My life.
— You're lonely.
— I'm not alone.
— You are a weak slave!
— I'm a lord.
— Your hour has come.
— It's far away.
— Here I stand!
— You're a nightmare.
— You're a fool!
— I am a wise man!
— Your end is near.
— It's not the end.
— Don't you believe me?
— You're not here.
— Trust your eyes.
— I don't see the light.
— Believe your ears.
— They are deaf.
— Trust your hands!
— They're dry.
— Believe in your breath!
— It's silent.
— And the heart?
— It's not pounding either.
— Where are you going?
— Into the darkness...
— Do you really live?
— I... live...
— I don't think so.
— Go away!
— You would have closed eyes.
— Have mercy...
— I can't.
— But why?
— That's it.
— I don't want to go into the dark...
— It doesn't matter.
— How is that?!
— You're going into darkness...
— I'm going into darkness...
— You're in my hands.
— Let go.
— You delayed me.
— I'm sorry...
— Get ready.
— I'll gather my courage...
— You're afraid of death...
— Yes...I'm afraid
©Veronika Sorokina