In a world shrouded in shadows, a boy wakes up in a place with no name.
Bound by invisible threads, he enters a labyrinth of enigmas and strange encounters. Between flashes of light and hidden whispers, the boy will unravel secrets that defy logic...
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«Dad».
A sepulchral silence filled the room.
«Where are you, daddy?», the boy cried again.
His little hands were cruelly tied behind his back, showing an almost purplish hue. Likewise, his feet were fastened to the legs of the chair, as were the others. The knots of her bonds were so tight that the flesh was reddened by the friction, and the little creamy yellow trousers were dry from the urine soaking through them.
The sound of a camera shutter broke the icy, sullen silence, eliciting another sob.
«Please get me out of here».
Another shot.
The smelly bandage squeezed the boy's eyes too tightly, and worst of all, it brought with it one of his greatest fears: the dark.
«I hate the dark, I'll be good, I swear on my grandmother», he sobbed again, causing tears to stream down his cheeks and the bandage to become even wetter.
After a while of silence, he felt hands behind his head. His breathing became more agitated, but he did not move. And in that instant, the light reached him. The smelly bandage no longer covered his eyes, and the dim light of the room allowed him to make out another boy in front of him.
This blond child, with eyes as black as night and cheeks as dark as ashes, was watching him curiously, as if he were a rarity, something he had never seen before.
He brought his little hand, the one that wasn't holding the camera, to the cute little boy's face, and the little boy reflexively turned away.
«You're so cute», he whispered to the child, as if she wanted it to be a secret just between the two of them and the solitude of the room.
Two knocks on the door echoed in the small room, and the boy hurried back behind the boy's head and put the bandage on.
«No, please, not the darkness».
The other boy simply stood silently, staring at his camera for a few seconds, and decided not to put the bandage on. Before leaving and turning off the switch, he made the decision, for the first time, to leave the small spotlight on for the brown-haired boy.
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