I thought that I might have another vision, but I was wrong. I didn't even dream that night. I just suddenly woke up to the knocking on the wall.
Opening my eyes brought this uncomfortable sensation like I had some sand under my eyelids. I got up, turned the barriers, and got outside, just to see all of the people gathered in front of the building. It was still grey, but the sunrise was coming. Or maybe it was already here, and the mountains were throwing at us their shadow. I knew too little bout this place, to really tell.
The knocking person was Alexandra, with a slightly open mouth. She quickly dropped the stone she used to knock on the wall and swallowed her spit nervously.
- Yeah? - I asked.
- W-who... W-who a-are you?
- I thought we already had the introduction behind us, but maybe I was wrong. I'm Peter - I extended my hand.
It was hard to keep a straight face, as a little smirk stubbornly tried to curve my lips.
