Despite his oath and the feeling Alessandro managed to convey to me with the touch of his hand, my rational side continued to refuse to accept what was happening. It kept warning me incessantly that I was the subject of a mockery, a rather cruel joke testing my sanity.
Maybe that's all it was. Alessandro's invitation to his family's luxurious house in the forest was nothing more than a conspiracy between him and Valery to test my mental state, which both of them had become concerned about after my first dream.
Surely, there were people watching within the walls, psychologists and therapists analyzing every move and reaction of mine. If, by the end of the day, I believed the craziness they were telling me, I would have failed and could never be considered for any position involving weap
