Little Victor was confused as he listened to what Victor was saying and watched him walk through the poorly lit room, letting the iron pipe in his hand drag on the fl oor, towards the bomb in the center of the room.
The ominous feeling in little Victor's heart grew stronger when he saw Victor's eerie smile as he passed under one of the yellow lamps hanging from the ceiling. And in the next moment Victor raised the stick in his hand, spun around quickly and used the full force of his momentum to strike the tip of the nuclear bomb.
-------- a few seconds later
Victor laughed out loud, ignoring the sound of little Victor shouting in his head as he lay on his bed in his personal space.
"Hahaha I always wan ted to see that white light up close. It was worth it for sure."
Little Victor stopped complaining about the lost month of life when he saw that she continued to laugh without even listening to him.
