Michael: ...
Tokto: ...
Michel: Listen Tokto...
Tokto: I didn't try to kill myself!
Michel: Very good, very good... But then explain to me what happened...
Tokto: ...You... You're going to think I'm crazy...
Michel: Tokto I spent several hours sewing up your internal organs because I think you attempted suicide for no apparent reason, I already think you're crazy...
Tokto: Aaaaah... It's... Is it nice of you to recognize it?
Michel: Well listen to me Tokto... First your arm, and now this... As your doctor, I am in charge of your safety and your good recovery so I think I have the right to ask for some answers. Especially since you don't give any logical explanation.
Tokto: There you go... Logic... That's the problem...
Michel: Hmm?? Explain yourself.
Tokto: Aaaaaaaah... Okay!... But promise me not to send me to a psychiatric asylum.
Michel: I promise you that on my diplomas!!
Saying this, he raises his right hand and places his left on his chest, eyes closed, as a sign of sincerity.
Tokto: Well...
Tokto took a deep breath, closing his eyes, before exhaling slowly to calm down a little.
Tokto: Actually...
Michael: Actually?
Tokto: When we first saw you, you mentioned my lack of sleep, remember?
Michel: Yes, but I don't see any connection...
Tokto: If I sleep so little... It's because for a while... I have nightmares every time I close my eyes...
Michael: Okay...
Tokto: In this nightmare... I get eaten alive by some kind... Of... A weird creature!
Michael: I see.
Tokto: And I think... The wounds this creature is doing to me... It's real!
Michel: uh...
Tokto: Look, I know it sounds a bit like a bad horror movie but I swear it's true...
Michel: Um... Tokto...
Tokto: See?! I knew you wouldn't believe me.
Michel: Calm down, calm down. I will admit to you that I am quite... Huuuum... Skeptical. But for all that I do not rule out all the chances that your story is true. It's just that as you say it's very very very difficult to believe. But whatever, whatever. I would like you to tell me more. So... why would this monster be after you?
Tokto: ...I know... absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Michel: I see, I see. And so I imagine that you don't know why you're having this same nightmare either?
Tokto: Indeed. I'm totally confused.
Michel: Okay, okay, okay. Assuming this is true...
Tokto: IT'S TRUE...
Michel: Sorry, sorry, excuse me. Well, if the wounds this creature inflicted on you are real, then how come you're still alive? You did say that you were systematically devoured, so why did you still escape unscathed? If your injuries are real, then your death must be real too, right?
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Alone in the blood: The real nigthmare
Mystery / ThrillerFor months, young Tokto Zabyl has been having the same nightmare over and over again, that of the filthy and monstrous beast devouring him living in a city where only the sound of his cries and pleas disturbs the heavy silence that reigns just befor...
