All I could see was the black muzzle of the gun, and just as I was ready to die, my father raised the hand that held the stone and smashed it at me.

A violent vertigo hit me suddenly. All the things in my mind have become blurred. A sticky liquid ran from my forehead to my cheek and I lost consciousness.

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The pain from my cheek to my ear woke me, and a shadowy figure moved before my eyes. I tried to open my eyes, and then my vision became clear. My father was standing in front of me, and behind him was an empty plain. A humming...