Time: 06:06. Location: White Lily Avenue, Mayers house.
13 days until the honey festival.
Set the fuses. Power returns to the house.
As the broken screen cell phone is at less than 8% battery, Veronica plugs it into a charger. The girl sits on some cardboard boxes containing old magazines and books. With the cell phone, she plays the audios received during the night. Alikhan's pronunciation is rough, and the voice is somewhat hoarse, probably from drinking liquor since he was very young.
Alikhan (Audio 1): Fuck... I'm in the shit... My head hurts and I feel like throwing up... Damn it, you, answer my calls.
Alikhan (Audio 2): You're pissed, I would be too... I say pure crap when I'm high.... Sorry, dude, really.
