I was aghast.My inside voice whispered to me: ''Don't resist, my dear.You're on a right way.You won't regret.'I never sensed it before.I wanted to obey that man; when I was looking into his eyes, I felt myself as the naughtest pearl of this world.By my mind I realized that it was just some implanting, a kind of the hypnnosis.Exactly!The stranger came in my house and used the hyphnosis, maybe he was a doctor, and they hold this know-how, I thought.I went up and began to delve in my clothes.Everything was misplaced as usually.Fortunately, I found the old black weather-beaten mantle.This mantle was mended many years ago when I was a member of one society.Now I say that it was foolishly to play some loud music in the little garage where were only drums, some hardware and..earlier I thought that there was a Muse.My Muse.In evenings, we went to the little valley.As I remember now, it was located not far from our homes, and it was a wonderful place.Around that valley there was everything as in the dream.Beauty and bliss reigned there.And when the Sun set, the picture was more impressive.The graveyard was located to the right of the valley and I used to enjoy the long shadows of the memorials.We lay on the grass right in the valley(we called that valley ''The refuge of forsaken wolves''),looked in the dusky sky and shouted and pointed out when we suddenly saw a shooting-star...Oh, that was a great time but as you know you can't turn time back.Life is the one and every jiffy has its own loveliness.Anyway, the mantle was black and that was an advantage now.I noticed that my window was open and I had an idea to run away, to avenge myself on that man,to call somebody for help.But...something stopped me.I wanted to feel the pain.The pain to be humiliated, beaten and...I didn't want to be this lady who was looking that moment at me from the mirrow. There, in the mirrow, I saw the pixilated woman who was somehow craped because I was in black from my head to my feet.

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