"Damn pyramid ... How far are you?" I looked up, even after walking for hours (?) I didn't seem to have come close at all.
I kept walking in the dunes of that desert, from time to time I looked up, making sure to go straight towards that pyramid shape.
I walked and walked, the heat became more and more unbearable, I tried to change the clothes I was wearing with my mind, replacing them with the typical hooded clothing of the Bedouins, however, it was as if at that moment I was not in my inner world, or that I was not in control.
'What happened to my world ...' I didn't understand why all this happened.
If it had happened in another period I would certainly have asked Liza for an explanation, however, I had forced myself that for the whole month of November I would never contact anyone.
'I have to solve it myself ...' I thought.
Like the previous day, both my legs and my feet started to ache, and my mind slowly began to "lose the compass".
