Two beds are next to each other in one room except one is in england and the other in france, miles and miles separate them and yet the people on it can see and hear each other as if they were inches apart, in one single room.
They can actually jump and swap beds, crossing miles.....in seconds. As if it were nothing.
Then you are surrounded by demons wanting to play russian roulette. thy wear black suits with red ties and they laugh and they laugh.
You are a demon yourself but you have to protect the other person, the one from the other bed, you close the doors and use the lock hoping it will keep the ghosts at bay, lurking in the shadows. so you smoke a cigarette, sitting on a high wooden chair. In fact it all happens in one room. At the end you're stuck on your side and you can't jump on the other bed anymore, you can't hear the other person. the borders have closed.
Then someone, my brother maybe, asks me to point my foot, like a dancer. and bends it.
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