Susana didn't know where she was, she could only see twisted and soft columns as if they were... Hair? Suddenly, a finger appeared as if it was a storm and it hit her head. Susana looked at her hands; it was a louse!

So It’s about midnight. You’re in bed, lying next to someone who you once loved more than anyone else. But well, I guess we all know that fire is gone. And you’re still lost an alone. Most exciting thing for you, is the 9 to 5 that you truly hate. That just must be sad!

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.