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Water… all around… water…

I sat down on the white sand, moving away from the Ocean advancing on me, and turned back. The Girl. The very same one. She was crying again, standing on the shore and looking into the distance. I went up to her.

«What’s your name? What happened? Where is your mother?» I asked once more.

The Girl whimpered. However, she seemed to understand my words, but she was silent like a partisan. I hit the snow-white sand with my heel, signing my own impotence, and saw Yanis wandering towards us.

«Hello, Alice!»

«Hello, Yanis. The child… Something needs to be done with her! We must report to the police! Doesn’t she understand what I’m asking about?! Do you know her? Where does she live? She is clearly not a local aborigine! And what about her mother?!»

Yanis honored me with a strange look, full of deep sadness or even… pain? And it seemed to me again, I had met Yanis before, or maybe, he looked too much like someone else…

«What do you want to eat today?» Yanis asked suddenly, and at first I was taken aback.

«Help the Girl to find her mother! I can’t stand her endless crying!» I screamed.

Yanis put his finger to his mouth, «Shh!»

I stopped talking and suddenly… I found myself in a vacuum silence. I turned around. The Girl was nowhere to be found! I looked at Yanis with horror, but he extended his hand to me, as if nothing had happened.

«Let’s go, Alice…»

«The GIRL!» I shouted even louder.

«She’ll be back…» Yanis answered calmly.