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She stood, feeling gloomy, and started heading to the bathroom.. Her purse
hanging on her shoulder, trying not to look around her, otherwise she wouldn't
be able to hold herself more, and would burst into tears..
She just looked at the ghost that appeared before her eyes, that looked like her
as a child.. She left the smiling ghost to hold her hand, leading her through the
tables..
The ghost tenderly held "Sarah's hand, leading the way through the corridor
ending by the bathrooms, before just disappearing in the thin air after she
reached the intended room, the one with the women's logo on its door.. She
walked through the door quickly, before closing it behind her..
The reporter's sound could still reach her, sneaking from under the door.. Just
few scattered words about the cops still searching through the victim’s relatives
While the gramophone was still sending her his songs, and she still couldn't
understand a single word..
Your dreams are full of madness, Mrs. Sophie..
U had beautiful hair,
A lovely smile,
And eyes full of dreams.
The one that entered your life, Mrs. Sophie..
And told u that you were his only love?
OK.. He was lying to you, honey.
He ran away leaving you, Mrs. Sophie..