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Shadows of the past

Voices mixed in the dim light of a forgotten apartment - male and female, piercing, like a harbinger of the inevitable. A man full of doubts met with a woman whose words sounded insistently, as if foreshadowing trouble. They argued about the fate of Dasha, who ended up in their hands. Other people's plans and fears filled the room, and the air was saturated with tension.

Dasha wakes up in a world that has changed since she was last here. It is embraced by fear and helplessness, connected, lonely and devoid of hope. Pain and longing fill her thoughts, but even in this bleak setting, she finds the strength to keep her mind clear.

When the door opens and closes quietly, she meets Death - an unknown being who has come to her to bear comfort. In their brief conversation, hope and devotion slipped through, mixed with fear and doubt. Death promises that the pain will be short-lived, and supports Dasha in her moments of despair.

As time goes on, the voices outside get louder and the alarm takes over the room. Dasha realizes that they are looking for her, that the shadows of the past haunt her and carry a threat. Amid the general unrest, she realizes that her fate is inevitably linked to these mysterious forces, and she has to find answers before it is too late.

Some time later, Dasha heard footsteps approaching her hiding place. Her heart clogged harder when the door opened again and then slammed shut sharply. She clenched her hands in her fists, trying to quell the excitement, and peered into the darkness, waiting for a new development.

The room became quieter, and Dasha suddenly felt that someone was approaching her. The steps were quiet and decisive. She sighed silently as she prepared for what would happen next.

And suddenly a look appeared in front of her, familiar and at the same time mysterious. It was a woman, she looked vaguely familiar, but Dasha couldn't remember where they might have dated before. There was some strange mixture of amazement and compassion in her eyes.

"Hi, Dasha," the woman's voice sounded. Her words sounded like echoes from the past, but at the same time were full of warmth and understanding. Dasha could not take her eyes off this woman, as if she was waiting for her to come.

"who are you?" 'she squeezed out of herself.

The woman smiled and her smile was strangely familiar. "I'm your old friend, Lisa. We haven't seen each other in a long time, right? But I didn't just come here. I'm here to help you. "

Dasha turned her breath, trying to realize what was happening. Lisa was like splashes of the past popping up from the depths of her memory. She remembered their adventures together, their laughter and joy. But why is she here? And why now?

"What are you doing here?" Dasha asked, her voice trembling with excitement.

Lisa looked down, as if gathering her thoughts. "I'm here to warn you, Dasha. You're in danger and you have to be careful. Not everyone here is as they seem. "

Dasha raised eyebrows as a sign of bewilderment. "What are you talking about? Who sent you? "

Lisa sighed, her eyes expressing deep dismay. 'I can't tell you now, Dasha. But you have to remember one thing: not everyone who seems to be your enemies is actually them. And not everyone who appears to be your friends is really friends with you. "

Dasha's heart froze. She felt that some kind of mystery was revealed around her, parts of which she could not even imagine. But one thing was clear: a struggle to survive in this maze of betrayal and mortal danger awaits her.

Dasha had difficulty realizing Lisa's words. She felt she had a clue in front of her, but his form was still too blurry to understand what the mystery was and how to solve it.

"Lisa, I don't understand... What's going on? Why am I here? And why is it so difficult? " Dasha tried to gather her thoughts, but they seemed vague, as if she was swimming in the fog.

Lisa took Dasha's hand, her touch warm and comforting. 'I know it's hard to understand, Dasha. But you have to hold on. You are not alone, you have those who are willing to help you who believe in you. "

Dasha peered into Lisa's eyes and suddenly she felt something starting to clear up in her mind. Lisa's words sounded like a warning, like a call to action. She understood that she would have to act quickly to survive in this dangerous world.

"Thank you Lisa," Dasha whispered, sensing a sudden wave of determination. "I don't know what's going to happen next, but I'm going to fight. I'm not going to give up. "

Lisa smiled, her eyes beaming with pride. "Keep it up, Dasha. You are strong, and you can overcome all difficulties. Just remember: Believe in yourself and don't be afraid to go forward. "

From these words, Lisa disappeared, as if dissolved in the air, leaving Dasha with her thoughts and decisions. She felt she now had the key to her fate in her hands, and she was ready to use it to open the door to a new life.

Dasha closed her eyes, focusing on her thoughts and feelings. She knew she faced many difficulties and trials, but she had no doubt about her ability to overcome them. There was a strong promise in her heart: She would fight to the end to find her place in this world, where the shadows of the past might prove key to her future.

01.05.2024