NO CHANCE (SHORT STORY)

INTRODUCTION

I don't remember it as vividly now. I remembered every detail only upon awakening and hurried to take notes. It always happens when a dream shocks you with its content. The next morning you are, stick struck by it, feverishly going through all the details, trying to explain how you could have a dream about such a hell.

I am no exception. I distinctly remembered that I had this dream before. But the people were somewhat different; probably, the change in the characters was marred by the events of the experience of the day. There were also people directly related to my life—my husband, mother, friends. How strange this dream was... Waking up, I could not find peace for a long time... All the time, I was just thinking, thinking. Although, in fact, it was possible not to bother yourself. But human nature is such that you always want to find something to fret about.