The chunk 226 The message -990-

10/September/21
Ahmed published his new videos. It seemed to Olga some parts of the videos were addressed to her. For example, she posted the chunk where her letter described a thunderstorm and her feelings: the next day Ahmed posted a video with huge rain in Japan mixed with beautiful music. She published the chunk about freedom: the next day Ahmed at the end of his video in French ended it with words in English “I am free. I am here. I am SO okay! Anyway, enjoy your evening. Goodbye bye. Thank you.”
Olga was sitting in silence. The clock ticked in the dining room and was echoed by the small clock in the kitchen.
She thought she became insane and tried to reject all the guesses as foolishness. She was fed up with Glorious Uncertainty. She had written in her Safebook account: “I feel tired and sad. I leave the account till the new year. The next message is going to be my last one this year. Farewell.”
She really felt tired being the storyteller lost in the woods. She wanted to be Assol.