30.It was like he had a massive hangover.
The temples began to beat and hammer poor Robert Red's brain.
The horror of seeing that man's tortured face left him with a sense of uneasiness, which gave him shivers of cold as if someone had just turned on the air conditioning at the maximum.
All taken by these feelings and by the worry of having ended up again in a daytime nightmare, like it didn't happen for a long time, Robert had not noticed that the room's door was open.
Beyond the threshold, two faces were looking worried at the man sitting at the table, holding his head.
The girl with the milk-coloured skin was the one further behind; after a first look inside the room, she was now looking at her nails to check that the dark nail polish she had on was still uniform everywhere. She lo
