Otto pov:
" Yes, its eyes were blue. And its fur was white. I think it's a wolf. " the old woman explains to me as she pets her granddaughter on the hair, twisting it with her hand.
" Are you sure that is what you see," I asked.
"Yes, mama is saying the truth, I too saw it. It saves us from the boggy man." The little girl spoke, interrupting the response of her grandmother.
" Alright, thank you for honoring our visit. " I directed her to go to the psychiatric ward. I knew she was saying the truth. But I have to obey the police rules of conduct,
I stood up and saluted Konrad as he walked into the room immediately after the old woman left with her granddaughter.
"What did she say?" He asked. I explained to him all I had said to the woman in our conversation.
"It must be the brown
