The only thing that now reminded me of what had happened was the blood on Irina's hands and clothes...

Nausea rolled up in her throat, the girl jumped to her feet and ran away, only realizing along the way that she had been at home in bed all this time, and not in the middle of the forest near a blazing car. Irina flew into the bathroom like a whirlwind and closed the door. Legs barely held, hands were shaking. The girl for a long time could not stop trembling and stop vomiting. She still thought she saw Sergey's blood on her hands and clothes.

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Arriving at work, Irina...