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I don't remember passing out in a light, intense sleep; but I fell asleep. I woke up to an empty room, while a low conversation was going on in my head.

I drag myself out of bed and then walk to the window, noticing in the corner, the image of Kaanadan talking to someone on the lawn on the side of the house. I don't hear anything clear to be identified, but it seems to be something serious... as it should be during this turbulent season that begins to enter the zone. In our area.

A storm begins to form in the sky, announcing that the night will be filled with heavy rain and perhaps even thunder. The signal must go out, and strangely this makes me stop to think about today. A Friday. I know, it has nothing to do with the day of the week with the phone signal, but in my head it does, when it symbolizes that tomorrow is the Savoia's main event and that for Gina to stay intact, I must be there as agreed; and if I can't, I need to make a call.

One more problem. A problem I didn't want t