Bez nároku na bodík.
Jdeme trochu do minulosti...
Back then, when he woke in that cave... he felt like he woke up for the first time in his life.
There was burning light somewhere in front of him. He cannot go there. Darkness behind him.
He tripped on something... a body.
That’s me.
I am... am I dead?
I don’t feel... dead.
The way back is kept by dead...
He can go through now.
But who am I?
Since that day, he took almost any job. Losing his memory at the end of every week... it came back the next week.
Trying to find himself.
Maybe he will.
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