Billy was a young guy, of pleasant appearance, of medium height.
For the second day he was sitting inside an abandoned factory. No matter how many times Billy ran around the factory inside, he could not find a way out. There was simply no way out.
He really wanted to eat and drink, he was cold. Sometimes he could hear indistinctly, people's voices. At these moments he began to knock on the walls and ask for help. But not this time ... He was never answered. He realized that these voices were only mirages.
At the moment, Billy just sat in the corner and covered his face with his hands...
"Ah ... It's a pity for him, a good guy..." a man in a dressing gown said, looking in the window of the ward.
Miniature 1. Mirage
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