THE TAVERN:
You decided, so, to sleep. You are tired and you need to rest if you want to take a good decision. The man down there looks very dangerous and you don't want to put your life in his hands.
You undress yourself and go to bed, covering with a fresh sheet. You fall asleep immediately. And begin to dream the young lady. You feel quite safe now and are perfectly relaxed, but . . .
A knife, silently, hit your chest. You would like to scream but simply you can't. You have no air in your lungs. A red, dense liquid wet the sheets.
You are confused but before you can make out what has happened all fade out and you are dead.
The End
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