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Chapter 35. The White Magician.

Roy appeared in the middle of a place that looked like an airport terminal. Around him were an uncountable number of ethereal silhouettes with human features. To his perplexity they passed him by with total indifference. All of them went to an immense portal at a considerable distance. They penetrated into it, into a glowing light, which, however, did not blind. It was the same as the one that attracted him so much and again the boy felt the emanations of peace and goodness that came from there. At the same time a very powerful energy. Again he had the desire to follow those figures and enter the light. But, again he was stopped, and this time by a voice different from the one that had guided him before.

- Your time has not yet come, you should not go in, wait there.

That voice was warm and friendly and the boy felt that it had great strength. Even greater than that of his previous interlocutor.

-Well, shall I have to stay here long? - Roy asked, now he felt the sensation of earthly impatience again, but it did not last long. -

-I wanted to see you in person! - This time the voice that had guided him this time, sounding very close to him, replayed. - And now you can see me too.

The alluded turned to where it seemed that voice came, but saw nothing. But as he turned again in front of him stood a tall man with a long white beard, a kind face, and indigo blue eyes, dressed in a tunic of the same immaculate and radiant tone.

- At last we see our faces. – That apparition smiled - you do not know how much I have wished that this moment arrived. I am Landar, the white magician. -He introduced himself in a temperate tone, fixing a paternal gaze on the boy. -

-Well nice to meet you - said Roy, who, after the first impression he had of a sort of saint, smiled wryly with an angry face to reprove. - So it was you who put all those nightmares through.

- No, I did not send you any nightmares, those were your memories. Rather, those of the demon Armageddon when he struggled to leave from within you. Once you destroyed him, those nightmares disappeared.

-So what happened to my other dreams? - The boy inquired without understanding. -

- Those dreams of distant places and wonderful landscapes, those yes that I sent them to you. And others more that were really part of your own memory, - Landar admitted and making a gesture with his hands he added. - You must follow me now. – He said starting to walk towards that white and immense horizon. -

But Roy was astonished and more intrigued than ever, he soon came to harass all sorts of questions from his guide.

-Wait a minute! What palaces were those? Where do I come from? What does it mean?

Landar, however, smiled condescendingly and simply replied patiently without stopping.

- You still cannot know. But when the time comes I assure you that everything will be revealed to you.

The boy resigned himself to that answer, more than caring for him. It reminded him of the questions about sex he made as a child and the answers given by his patient parents. They said. "You're still too young to understand"  and things were already settled. In short, that had to be left apart for that moment, but at least that kind of prophet could say something to him and Roy, following in his leisurely walk, insisted on another question.

- Well, but at least answer me one thing. I thought I understood earlier that this is Heaven, right?

- Yeah, you could call it that. Let's say this place is the anteroom before Eternity.- The magician unveiled him. - The place we're walking in now is a transit station.

-Great! - Roy said, genuinely pleased to be there, and his "peccadilloes" with the women had not been taken into account, and he added with feigned solemnity. – You see mister magician, I always wanted to know one thing, something that tormented me from my earliest childhood and this I think you can tell me.

-What is it? - His interlocutor wanted to know, pausing for a moment and scrutinizing him with those wise eyes. -

-Is Elvis around? - He demanded, with his usual impudence. - Surely everyone is curious to know!

-Stop asking nonsense! - The magician scolded him, now putting on an identical expression that a patient parent would adopt with any naughty child and adding more severely. - You have more important things to think about. And a lot of homework to do.

- One more thing. - the boy asked now with a smile and more recognized tone to add. Seriously this time. - Thank you for letting me see my parents again. It meant a lot to me.

The wizard returned a faint smile and bowed slightly. Then he walked on, and Roy followed him submissively, still looking in all directions. It was beginning to look monotonous, but at last they came to a gilded door with a finely carved frame. It was strange because there seemed to be no walls surrounding it and the young man, in fact, could pass by and continue walking through that white vastness. He even surrounded the door behind and found nothing but the back of that door.

-This is a joke, is not it? - He asked aloud. – I have to admit it. It is a very good one.

But Landar did not answer, with a gesture of his hands he indicated that Roy must approached and the mage opened. (The boy could not figure out how or what, since there was no key slot or latch).

-Follow me, boy! - The old man ordered. -

And the astonished Roy nodded behind him, they both went in and the door closed behind them ...

On Earth the girls met with their sisters to tell them about their work. Petz was very glad, but Karaberasu only complimented them in a forced manner. Once back in the apartment, she left them with the pretext of tidying up and went into her room. She had been raped for more than a month ago and now she was very worried. Despite what she wanted to express, she still did not overcome the trauma. However, in view of the seriousness of the situation they had to face, she had quietly said nothing, maintaining an artificial strength in her character. It would not have been appropriate to complain because the circumstances had demanded that everyone should forget their pain and work together. But now that things had calmed down, she could not stop thinking about it, and if that were not enough, her menstruation did not come. She did not want to think of anything strange or terrible, but her head was going to the most terrible ramblings. What if…? No, that was absurd and monstrous! No way! And she tried to push those ideas out of her mind. He even bought a predictor to see that it came out, but she was not sure that that could work, especially in view of what had happened to her. Perhaps it would have been better to forget about it. But it was impossible to stop thinking about it and dominated by anxiety she searched the phone book and dialed a number ...

-It's absurd, but ... I cannot go on like this. -She was saying as she waited for someone to respond. -I guess it's my nerves ...

But, despite the events experienced by all and their respective problems, the position of Karaberasu did not go unnoticed. Her younger sisters also noticed her stranger and too distant and told Petz. This one was aware of that, she had been watching Kalie for some time and understood that the smaller ones asked.

-What's wrong with Kalie? - Cooan wanted to know. - She's been weird for weeks.

-I suppose it's the tension of the fighting. - Petz guessed with a long sigh sitting on a dining-room chair and crossing her hands on her lap, - and that she has not overcome the trauma of being captured yet.

-Yes, - agreed Beruche. - That they tried to sacrifice her must be very hard.

-Let her be alone. she'll get over it. - Cooan encouraged the rest. - She's a very strong woman.

They agreed on it hoping that everything would be solved over time. Then Bertie looked at her watch and told her little sister.

- We must go. If we want to start to prepare the notes and the things that we will need to give the classes. There is so much to do.

Cooan nodded and they both said goodbye to their older sister. No one realized that Karaberasu was hanging the phone at that moment. She waited a moment to realize that the girls had gone and she left her room. Petz stared at her, surprised but calmer. If her sister dressed like that, in that cream outfit and those matching shoes with a purse included so much she liked and reviewed her red tie that knotted her long, smooth brown hair to pick it up in a small, flirty bow, Petz could tell that she was better .

-How elegant are you! - She smiled at her, waiting perhaps for some of her sarcastic retorts. When she did not produce, Petz herself added. -Not like your old-fashioned older sister True?

But she did not do any of that, nor did she even reply to that joke. She even seemed to want to hide an appearance of nervousness in her voice and movements and answered, although her interlocutor had not asked her explicitly.

- I'm going to do some shopping in the city. I have not seen a dress for a long time. And my wardrobe is going to be as outdated as yours. -She added at last. -

But she did it in a forced way, as if she knew that her sister was waiting for some comment like that to be satisfied.

-I'm coming with you. - Petz smirked unconcernedly, unlike any other time when she would already have put her arms in jars rebuking her sister, and even added, as if apologizing for that reproach to her wardrobe. - I have not had much time to go shopping lately.

-If you do not mind, - Karaberasu said with strange dryness. - I'd like to go alone. - Her interlocutor looked at her, surprised by the tone, so out of place. But her sister gave a pale smile softening her features and her voice to add conciliatorily. - Excuse me, please, but I have to take some time with myself.

Her older sister nodded and continued to stare at her strangely, but she did not blame her.

- Sure, have fun. And do not come too late, heh! - She asked softly at last. -

            Karaberasu said her that she did not worry about that and said goodbye going to the street. But she did not go shopping. She called a taxi and went to see a doctor who had been recommended to her. She had asked for an appointment for that afternoon, and she was lucky that another patient had canceled hers. When she reached the door of the clinic building for a moment she was tempted to leave. Courage left her, but she knew that if she did not know, she would suffer that grief for a long time. So she had to dare to found out what it was, and with that thought as an impeller she went through the door and upstairs. The consultation was on the first floor and then she saw a door with a small bell that  she rang. In a few moments, a friendly gesture nurse, wearing a white suit and a cap, opened it and led her into an adjoining room. The girl sat on a couch there with two other women and waited for her turn by having a look to some magazines. In fact, she simply passed the sheets without even noticing them. The quiet and expectant silence of that room made the atmosphere very dense and reminded her something similar to waiting for the time to go to the slaughterhouse. The same as if  she was a lamb ready to be sacrificed. Better not to think about that again. She shook her head slightly, closing her eyes, as if this idea would fall out of her mind. She took a deep breath, sighed for a long time, and tried to concentrate on some fashion article or skin cream. It was her job after all.

-I must calm down. Surely everything is just my imagination. – She told herself.-

 The minutes passed, almost completing an hour of waiting for her turn, watching parade of those ahead, but she almost fell short when the nurse finally reappeared with a folder, read her name and invited her to come by. She was now inside a tiled room with white tiles and containing multiple medical instruments. That increased the anguish that began to beat again in the heart.

-Sit here, please,- the solicitous nurse said, pointing to a recliner, and continued to indicate. - Please remove your underwear and separate your legs.

Karaberasu obeyed even though she felt somewhat embarrassed, put her feet in support. Her interlocutor realized her discomfort and said in a very kind and comforting tone.

-Calm down, this is a very normal thing. - She smiled encouragingly and understanding, which really calmed down her caller and added. - Right now the doctor is coming.

Now at least she sighed with relief, she felt stiff and her doctor was a woman! She did not even want to think it would have made sense if it had been a man. The nurse left the room and in her place came a blond woman with long curly hair and shell shaped glasses. She smiled at Kalie, presenting herself with the same kindness as a mate.

- Hello, this is Pamela Smith, your doctor, but call me Pam. Surely it will relieve you that it is not a man who attends you, right? - She asked smiling to break the ice as if she had indeed guessed the thought of her patient. -

-Yes, thank you. - Karaberasu smiled, recognizing more uneasily, - it would have been a little awkward for me.

- Don´t be afraid, we finish in just a moment , -  Pam encouraged her  while preparing the instrumental and meanwhile this was sterilized the doctor asked. - Did you bring the urine sample?

The patient nodded, taking a plastic vial from the inside of her purse. Her interlocutor took it  putting it on a nearby table where she uncovered it with her gloved hands pouring a bit into a kind of cardboard. In the meantime she commented jovially.

- Well, in a few minutes we return to this sample. Now I'm going to give you a routine inspection. You do not mind me if I speak in such a familiar way, do you? Tell me if I hurt you.

Her restless patient replied shaking her head. The doctor finished recognizing her at once, always with the utmost care and kindness, but when she left the instruments she gave her a searching glance and declared more seriously.

-I'm going to ask you some things that might be embarrassing, - She warned her sincerely, arguing with complete justification that Kalie understood. - But it's important for me to know. So I beg you to answer me. And remember that this is confidential and that we are both women.

-Okay, - Karaberasu sighed nervously but knowing she should cooperate, . You can ask.

-You are married? Do you have a boyfriend?

-I'm single. - Kalie was relieved that she had no problem with that answer, she added even with a slight smile - and without compromise.

-I have to get some blood of you, - Pam said, rushing to calm her down. - Do not worry, it's just for normal analysis.

She nodded and the doctor got it out a little. She poured a few drops into a jar she mixed with a product. Then she paid attention to the previous urine sample. When she saw her, she smiled at first, but then she was surprised by the color of the cardboard, but she recovered her relaxed, jovial countenance to add.

- Do not worry, there is not anything here that can worry you, there is no sign of disease. Unless. - She took a few seconds to ask. - Have you had any relationships lately?  You understand me. -Her interlocutor nodded her head. -

- Maybe a little more than a month ago, I'm not sure. - She mumbled in a hurry after thinking better, if that could be called relationship. -

-Okay, then it's clear, I'm done, get dressed. -  Pam asked, showing the expression of who finally clarified a doubt that was in fact obvious. -

The girl did it and got up.

-What's the matter, Pam? - Do I have something wrong? - She inquired impatiently. -

-No, it's okay, okay? - The doctor grinned in complicity, adding. -The only thing you need to worry about is getting a little fat. You are almost a month and a half, congratulations! - She turned to save her instruments and turned to her patient , but this had disappeared. Karaberasu? - She called her, but she was gone. -

Leaving the hallway, Pam asked her nurse if she had seen the patient. The aforementioned replied that she had run away very agitated. The doctor was surprised, but she realized at once that she had been wrong to say so. That girl had no husband or boyfriend. And it could be that a baby was not exactly what she wanted at that moment. She sighed slightly, shrugged, and returned to her appointment as she had to recognize two more patients.

-Good. I hope she does well. She looked like a good girl. - The doctor thought as she called the next.

Karaberasu was running in the streets, her eyes covered with tears. The whole world was coming down to her. At last she stopped running. Exhausted, she wandered aimlessly. She was walking now with her lost gaze and not caring what was going on around her. All she could think of was a plea.

- My God, my God! - She repeated inside her head again and again. - Help me, I do not want to beget a monster! What will become of me? Where will I go? I do not want to involve my sisters in this. It would be too much for them. But I cannot have the evil inside me!

She ended up sitting on a park bench, barely noticing the people passing by, venting her anguish through tears. At last, shuffling, she returned home in the evening. She entered and closed the door softly, without saying anything she went into her room. Beruche and Cooan were already in bed, because the next morning they had to get up very early to go to school. The oldest of the sisters was the only one still awake. She was worried that Karaberasu was late, even though she had promised to come back soon. But her sister was not right, that was obvious. Petz did not know what to do. Nor did she want to wake the others without waiting a little longer. That's why when she realized that her sister had arrived she sighed in relief and went to the door of her room. She knocked on the door and inquired with concern.

- Kalie, are you all right? Have you had dinner yet?

-Yes, I'm fine. - She struggled to answer in a normal way, barely managing her spasms and the urge to cry. - I'm going to bed, I'm sleepy.

Petz walked away and after a little while she returned with a tray of food. She knocked on the door and got no answer.

-May I in? - Inquired with prevention, but her sister still did not respond,  so she decided to enter carefully. -

Karaberasu was lying down and clothed to her chin. Petz worried about her health again.

-I'll bring you some dinner, - her older sister said, smiling to try to relieve that depressing mood. - Girl, where are you? I was beginning to worry about you.

- I went for a walk after seeing some shops, I did  decide not to buy anything, - Kalie replied evasively, with a hint of voice. - So much pressure these days has affected me, I suppose.

-You must calm down, - her interlocutor said, trying to cheer her up. - Look at Bertie and Cooan. They take it very well. And you and I should follow their example. I want to continue our work and live life and you should do it, maybe even we can open a branch of our business here. When we make more money for such an investment!  -She smiled, asking as she waited for her sister's approval. -How about that?

- Yes, it is a good idea. - Karaberasu mumbled, staring at the tray and added barely able to hide her decay. - Forgive me, Petz, but I'm very tired. It's been a very hard day.

-Do not you want to have dinner? - She offered her gently, insistently. - This stew is very good.

-Not thanks, I just want to sleep, - the girl answered in a very muffled voice. -

Petz watched her more uneasily. What Karaberasu had going beyond a common depression, or so it seemed. Not in vain Petz knew her almost as well as herself. For a moment she was silent and gathered courage to offer her.

- If you need to talk to me about something. Whatever. If you have any problems tell me and I will try to help you in everything ok?

Her sister nodded, fighting the desperate desire to hug her and cry, confessing to her all the horrible situation she was suffering, but she repressed herself.

- For what? - She thought in sad desperation - What would Petz, or the rest of my sisters, do more than suffer in vain?

So Petz, seeing the silence of her interlocutor, decided not to bother her any more. Maybe it was as simple as she should rest and she told her so.  Wishing her good night with a kiss on the forehead.

- Well, then, until tomorrow. Sleep well, - She wished out of the room. -

-See you tomorrow, Petz.-  Karaberasu muttered, closing her eyes and letting her tears escape. She cried and moaned in a low voice so that her sister would not hear her. - OMG! What I am going to do?...

The next morning, Cooan and Beruche rose excited to begin their work as teachers. After having breakfast, getting a shower and dressing. They said goodbye to Petz who also went to work. Karaberasu was still asleep and no one wanted to disturb her. So they went down to the street and boarded the bus. After a little over half an hour they arrived at school. Tom and Professor Harding were already waiting for them.

-I'm glad to see you, - said their former teacher and now colleague. - Please follow me, I will introduce you to your future students.

-Come on, girls! - I already know mine and I'm going to start classes.- Tom cheered them up.-

-Good luck Tommy! - Beruche wished him while Cooan kissed him. -

Harding led them to a classroom full of kids who screamed and laughed and played among themselves. With several patches and moments of patient entreaties he kept them silent. Then he went to the class watching him expectantly.

- Children, these are your new teachers, they will give you class until the end of the year. I hope that you obey them in everything and that you will study a lot. Agree?

-Yes, Mr. Harding, - they said in unison. -

-They are all yours, good luck. - His interlocutor wished them both saying goodbye to them. -

-Thank you, sir. - They both replied, as the professor left through the long hall before the class. -

The girls stared at the waiting children with a curious silence. At last, Cooan decided to break the ice.

- Hello boys and girls, good morning, my name is Cooan Malinde and I will give you Language, Drawing and Geography.

-I am Beruche Malinde. – Bertie said.- and I will teach you Mathematics, Natural Sciences, and History.

-The two of us together or in shifts will deal with Physical Education and Handwork. -Cooan said. -

-You have the same last name, - a blond boy with glasses asked sagaciously. - Are you sisters?

-Yes, we are sisters. - Beruche admitted with a smile. - All right, you're very observant. - She flattered him by adding fun. – So there is no need that you call us by our names. You can call me Miss Bertie.

-And Miss Connie, to me. - Cooan smiled, glad that the affectionate contraction of her name would be so useful to her. -

-Who's the oldest of the two? - Intervened a bold little girl with short curly hair, who also decided to ask. -

- She is.- Cooan smiled pointing to her sister - but  there are very little difference. - And then she decided to turn the tables turning to the boys in an interrogating tone. - Well, now it's up to you to introduce yourselves.

- Yeah, get up while we say your names. So, we will get to know everyone. - Bertie proposed jovially. -

The children were introduced one by one, they both caught the attention on four of them would be summarized some of the clearest stereotypes they had studied in child behavior psychology. A girl, Sharon, the shy and withdrawn. Spencer, the classic geek-nerd. Jason, the typical thug, redhead and freckled for more topical. And Kevin, the funny and witty. Beruche gave a faint smile, imagining how Roy would have enjoyed there having been able to share those moments with the children. The girl sighed with longing but returned to concentrate on her work. Almost without realizing they were finishing the first class that was just to get to know each other a little and the children, always curious, bombarded questions to the new teachers.

-Where are you from? - Inquired a dark-haired boy. -

-We came from Japan. - Cooan replied. - But we are not from there, we have foreign origin. – She remember that was same thing she said to Tom when they met him. - She recalled gloomily, but went on explaining to the boy. - A year ago we came here to study.

-Do you have a boyfriend? - A little girl with light, short hair asked. -

- Yes, well, I had. - Beruche replied, lowering her head without being able to avoid a wave of sadness. -But not anymore…

-Did he leave you? - Asked the same girl, who, with the others, watched her in surprise at the change in tone. - Did he go somewhere?

-Yes, he went very far, he had to go on a long journey. - Bertie replied in a low voice, trying to remain as unaffected as possible. -

-Of course! My mother always says so. All men are the same! - Said the girl leaving the two adults perplexed. What about you? -She questioned Cooan now almost as if she were a prosecutor. – Dou you a boyfriend?

- Yes, - she smiled with a face of circumstance, of course that girl was very advanced for her age -  he is a very handsome boy, that works here also.

-Do you like astronomy? - Spencer asked them, probably bored with those gossip issues for seniors. - Will you take us to see the planetarium? - He added hopefully and telling his teachers with enthusiasm - I sometimes look at the stars with my father's telescope!

- We have also seen them, and very closely -Beruche smiled feeling better again to evoke that. -

-We'll try to take you there, if you study hard. - Cooan promised. - To the planetarium, of course! - She smiled almost embarrassed to realize how silly it was to make that tint.

-Do you ask for homework? - Jason wanted to know, evidently worried about that possibility. - I do not like it,-  he declared convinced by a murmur of approval among the little ones. -

-Only what could be needed. - Beruche replied politely. - If you work hard in class, there will be very few.

-Studying is boring! - Kevin said - I prefer to play.

-You remind me of a boy I knew. - Bertie said, a faint smile of longing. - He said the same thing as you. You know? - He added in a more serene and resigned tone. - Many times we have to do things that we do not like too much. But there is no other remedy.

-Did he do them? - Kevin asked curiously. –

-Yes, he did, when he had to do it, he always worked hard until the end .- Beruche said, muttering to herself in a low voice.

Luckily her sister tapped her on the arm to get her out of that melancholy and reluctantly took over.

- Well, now it's up to us to ask. Tell us each one you like to do and talk to us about some of your parents.

So they spent the rest of the class time talking to all the children and they told them things about their own lives. By the end of the day the girls had earned them. Only one girl said nothing. She was very quiet in a corner of the class. It was Sharon, the timid blonde. The class ended and the children were euphoric and on the run except the latter. Cooan then approached the little girl trying to get out without drawing attention.

-Wait a little sweetheart. -She asked softly, kneeling down to meet her height. -

-Have I done something wrong? - timidly asked the girl who looked frightened. -

- No, you don´t, do not worry, babe - Beruche assured her with affectionate calm while also approaching. - We just want to ask you something.

-What's wrong sweetheart? You've been very quiet during class. - Cooan inquired in a sweet voice, lovingly stroking her long blond hair, to declare. - You know you have beautiful hair? As I said to another girl like you long ago, the hair is the best adornment of a woman, so you must take good care of it.

The girl did not answer, closing the mouth in a pitiful attitude, not daring to say anything. Beruche took her affectionately in her arms and placed her on a desk.

-Do not be afraid. - Bertie said with the greatest kindness. - We are here to help you and be your friends, tell us. What about your parents? You have not told us anything about them.

-My parents died, - the little girl replied softly, leaving the girls frozen, even shivering as they heard the baby add in a tone of fear. - The bad men in the hoods came home and killed them. But they did not see me because I hid. Now I live with my uncle and my aunt.

-Calm down, sweetheart .- Replied Beruche visibly impressed, her voice almost trembling on her lips after hearing that horror. In spite of that she could make a laughing gesture and whispered sweetly. - Come on, we'll escort you to the bus, okay? - The little girl nodded slowly, letting herself take her hand. -

So they took the child to the school bus which had been waiting for a few minutes to get out. Beruche and Cooan apologized for the delay to the driver and left Sharon seated in her place. They took their own bus and returned home. They stayed with Tom to tell him what had happened and to exchange opinions on their first day since they had not been able to see him all day long. Once assembled on the flat that was of Roy, his friend heard the story of that little girl and declared thoughtful.

- Poor thing! That means that these sectarians are already sowing panic in the city again. I have heard that in some neighborhoods of the suburbs there have been attacks against people and places that are very much in keeping with their style.

-Damn, do that to a little girl!- Said Cooan, truly indignant. - Next time the Justicieras, we'll be there to stop them!

-It's a change, is not it? - Beruche said with a look and reflective voice - to fight against demons we have come to teach children. How ironic! And to think that when we arrived at Earth we only thought about killing a child of the age of our students. Just like that poor girl, Sharon.

-How awful we were then! - Cooan complained bitterly. - I feel so much shame and contempt of myself when I thought about that! - She confessed.

She was clasping her hands together, lowering her head. Despite all that had happened and how they had changed that thought still tormented her sometimes. Cooan nodded with that same guilty feeling.

-That's all over. - Tom encouraged them. - Do not be so hard on yourself, girls! Now you have repaid the world with more than all the evil that you did!

-Not quite yet, this time it's up to us to keep those wicked beings from doing something similar or worse than we did! - Now I can understand the Sailors pretty well! This is very hard but we cannot and should not faint.- -Bertie agreed regaining determination. -

-That's true. - Cooan added. It is as if destiny gave us the opportunity to  fix all that evil we did in the past, or we will do in the future, it is a mess! - She sighed, raising her arms to exclaim in a tone of disbelief. - To think that now it is still almost a thousand years before we are born!

- Yes, but do not think about it anymore. We just have to worry that peace will finally come and we can lead a normal life. - Tom sighed, thinking to himself as he glanced sideways at his chair. - Well, at least as normal as I can.

The two girls nodded hopefully that way and went on to talk about more kind things like their impressions about the classes and the things they could do in them ...

In the sky, Roy was impatient for what he would see behind the door. But he was disappointed to find himself in another large expanse of white space. The magician stood behind him, touched his shoulder and told him.

- I must leave you for now, in a short time someone will come to take care of you.

-Who is coming?- Roy asked, intrigued. - And what do you mean, he'll take care of me? – He ended up not doing that grace too much .- That looks like the Godfather ...

And indeed it sounded as if a chief of the mafia was threat him in the best Corleone style. Although he was already dead, he did not think anything could happen to him. In spite of that, “you could never be sure of anything in this life”, his mother always said to him.

- Nor in the other apparently neither. - He added himself looking suspiciously at the front, but remembering the promise made to his parents, he stated decisively. - Do not worry, I'm ready for anything.

So he turned to wait for a more precise answer or clarification, but this Landar was no longer there. After looking in all directions he gave up, there was no one around the vast expanse.

-This is magnificent! Oh yeah, this is great!- Roy declared with visible sarcasm.-  He vanishes without saying goodbye and leaves me here while I was addressing to him. - He said with an ironic sneer raising his arms and letting them fall with resignation thinking. - Well, wait! Overall, I have nothing else to do and I have plenty of free time. We'll see who comes here now ...

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