Showered, dressed, fed… I almost felt alive again. I would have said human, but unfortunately, that hadn't been the case for some time.
How was my life before? The more the days passed, the more I sank into this universe, the more my memories of it, before all these secrets jumped out at me, looked like traces of paints diluted in water.
They were just multicoloured, murky and uncertain images.
Without really wishing to look at him, my eyes rested on Mallok, huddled in a corner of the room, on a large, soft-looking carpet. He was stretching casually, after a brief nap. Our eyes immediately connected. His remained reddish, inquisitive.
“Do you know the end of this story?” I asked.
“No. I just sleep, stretch, grunt and sneeze.”
“Ah, ah, ah! A little comedy! Now, please tell me what you
