Then…
The woman burst out laughing.
A cold laugh.
— “You see? Even they don’t understand.”
Clara trembled.
— “So… is it true? You don’t exist…?”
The woman approached… very closely.
Too close.
And he whispered:
— “If I am not real…”
She gently placed a hand on Clara's throat.
The pressure increased.
— “…why can’t you breathe anymore?”
Clara choked.
Her hands gripped those of the other.
But-
