“But that's impossible.” Seti answered.
“Apparently not,” Azazel answered.
Sahel was still rocking from front to back to front, looking at the images in front of him, images in red and black images of death. A strong light hit him in the chest. He shallowed hard, it wasn't painful, he tried to repeat to himself that he was ok, that there was nothing to worry about that he could take it but he felt his entire body shiver in the outside.
“I'm puting people around in danger because I can't control my emotion in here, I want out,” he said. He tried to close his eyes but he couldn't. He tried to pull out the wire but his hands were too small and didn't have enough strength. He imagine the darkness, of it would be with his eyes closed, he tried to visualize it repeating to himself that he wanted out. He felt the rocking stop and he opened his eyes. He was breathing heavily. He looked around to make sure that he was were he belonged. He looked at his hand which were once more big and strong. They smile at the teacher.
“What are you guys doing here?” He asked looking at the other.
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