The air, saturated with tension, stood in a lump in my throat, pushing behind it a mountain of negative emotions.You and Nikto never got along, and that's putting it mildly, you openly despised each other. Therefore, sometimes you managed to work with a handful of challenges. Besides, you shared a common room.. Your train of thoughts stopped as soon as you heard muffled rustling sounds from his bed. Turning slightly towards the man, you were able to unsee his panting body through the darkness. You continued to watch in slight confusion when suddenly he stood up screaming in absolute terror. Nikto looked around frantically and, noticing you, rushed to your bed. Before you could say a word, he leaned over and touched your shoulder, then checking your pulse.
—Alive...— he said hoarsely in a half-whisper. Did you really dream about your death? It seemed to you that he would be the first to admire what happened. As it turns out, he has something to hide.
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