Remus Laslow
By Jordan Stokely
โ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฟ๐พ. ๐พ๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ท๐พ๐ป๐พ. ๐ผ๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ธโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐ป๐ถ, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ , ๐ธโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐! ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ด๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐; ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐! ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ are ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐ ! ๐ฝ๐๐ , ๐ธโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐! ๐ท๐โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐! ๐ท๐-๐๐! ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐! ๐ธโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆโ
Week 1:
Ugh. Finally, off air. Those lights were starting to give me a headache, anyway. Why was I even sent down there? Itโs so murky and nasty, I got my clothes all wet from the cave water. Well, whatever pays the bills. I didnโt take that flight back to the UK and eat plain bread for nothing. I got myself sat down at my computer and read up on Remus Laslow. Heโs one of those authors. The ones that English teachers go on about the vague symbolism, like the color of the curtains, except it makes sense in the context of the story, so you actually have to pay attention. Very annoying to read, unless youโre a historian, looking for a headache. Hell, itโs hard to look at, since this manโs handwriting is loops on capitals and little curls at the end of every line. Whatever I could find, I started writing down. The producer demands it. Something about “authenticity.” I must get basic information like the publisher and the names of his relatives. The Information Conglomerate didnโt have much. Sadly, because of this, I must go back there. Iโm taking the notepad, just in case thereโs anything important in that mess of a city. Ugh. I better get a bonus for this.
Week 2:
Finally, I came back to the city. I got my camera crew and headed back down there. I forgot how it smells… like dead rats and sewage. Absolutely awful. I think itโs already getting to me because thereโs a little chattering voice in my head claiming to be Remus Laslow. Seriously? I ignored it, and it got louder. It told me to look up… and I saw it. The massive hole covered by concrete. This is no cave…this is a sinkhole. A grave for the ancient. A chill ran up my spine at the thought of how many people used to live here. Those who were swallowed whole by the earth. Thatโs…terrifying. This area isnโt even prone to sinkholes. We canโt put this on television, we have to keep the public safe. Weโll have to make this some sort of “lost footageโ” kind of deal. I had to keep going, for the corporation.
That voice kept chattering. You know what? I have nothing better to do. Iโm going to humor this thing. Whatโs the worst that can happen to me? Besides, if I say I was guided by the ghost of some historical figure, imagine the publicity! Haunted footage of new content! Genius! And so, I listened. It took me through mazes of houses and empty cobblestone streets, and into houses to get the most information I could possibly find. By God, it worked! I found a necklace, and an old wedding ring, some coins, and an old pharmacy under the pub! Why didnโt anybody else know about this? Alright, I entertained the hallucination. That was just blind luck. Letโs get this down in the notepad. Time to go home.
Itโs been a long day. I finally got fresh air and headed off to bed. Waking up this morning, the voice was still there.
Week 3:
Iโve woken up these past few mornings feeling nauseous. Thank the Lord it was my off time. After the items I turned in, the Discovery Conglomerate gave me a decent raise and two weeks off. The voice in my head that calls itself Remus will not shut up. Like an infernal itch in my brain. I went to make myself some breakfast (Jasper was cleaning his servantโs quarters), and found myself absolutely dumbfounded on how to use a microwave. Poor Jasper had to do everything when he was done cleaning. Everything seemed so foreign to me. What are these buttons for? What do they do? Who is this strange man serving me? Why am I in this house at all? I made the decision that I was sick and stayed in for the day. Itโs not like I could go anywhere, either. I donโt even know what that lump of metal in my garage is for. Itโs warm outside, but inside, itโs cold. How does that work? Everything looks so comfortable here, but home was nice. Wait… I am home! Why am I so confused? Whatโs happening? I need to lay down. This luxurious mansion is all mine! I earned this! All of this is mine, no matter what Remus says! My body, my rules! Now, I better wake up tomorrow and find this settled!
Week 4:
I keep finding myself in odd places when I wake up. I canโt even quite remember how I fell asleep. At first, it was small distances: waking up in my front yard, the neighbor’s house (That was a nightmare to explain why I was in their bed), and even on the sidewalk a couple of houses away. I havenโt ever sleepwalked in my life. Nobody in my family has. It is only today that I had experienced this. Medication seemed to shorten the distance I had to walk back home, but I never woke up in my own bed again. As time passed, my body walked off farther and farther. My butlers have had to walk me back and seem to go crazy when I asked them what happened. I claimed to be Remus Laslow in my sleep. This is a pattern now. I believe in no such thing as ghosts, but this is starting to convince me. Iโm going mad. I need to stop working on this project, no matter what the producer says. Itโs taking a toll on me. This needs to stop. Now.
Week 5:
I keep waking up in the same place now: back into the underground city. Itโs a convenient commute, but Iโd hate to film in my pajamas. Remus keeps asking for favors that I simply cannot commit to. Every time I decline, it just gets worse and worse. I started waking up in beds with other people’s husbands, wives, or even both, instead of on the street or in a cardboard box. This is a hell I can hardly grasp. I cannot tell you how many times Iโve been involved in divorces led in misunderstanding. The electricity in my house has been completely destroyed. He wrote a poem to my manservant so terribly sexual that Jasper gives me a face Iโve never seen on him before whenever I offer him wine. Since when did I offer my servants my wine? I donโt even drink wine! I didnโt even know I had wine in my house? To be fair, heโs been looking rather nice lately… I suppose I canโt blame myself. I canโt take it anymore. Remus asked me something simple, something that will hopefully let this nightmare end: Stay in his house when Iโm at work. Sounds simple enough. I could probably do this, actually…
Week 6:
๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐ป๐๐๐๐ถ๐ท๐๐, ๐น๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐น๐ถ๐๐ถ๐๐, ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐ , ๐ถ๐๐น ๐ผ ๐น๐พ๐น๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ถ ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐น๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐ป๐๐๐, ๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐. ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐น ๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐น ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐น๐๐ธ๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐น ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐น ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ฝ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐พ๐๐. ๐ฏ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ธ๐ฝ ๐พ๐๐๐พ๐น๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ธ๐พ๐๐, ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐น ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฝ ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐น ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐ถ ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐๐. ๐ป๐ ๐พ๐๐๐พ๐๐๐๐น ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐น ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฝ๐พ๐๐. ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ถ ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐๐น ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐พ๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐น ๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐ถ ๐๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฝ๐พ๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐, ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ฝ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ป ๐ถ ๐๐๐๐พ๐น๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐ธ๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ท๐ ๐๐๐๐ป๐๐. ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ท๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐ผ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐น๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐ฝ๐. ๐๐ป๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐, ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐พ๐ ๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐. ๐ผโ๐น ๐ท๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ฝ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ป ๐ผ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐๐๐น ๐๐๐ ๐๐ป ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐… ๐ผ ๐ธ๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐น๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐, ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๐ ๐ท๐ ๐ป๐ถ๐พ๐, ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ธ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐ผ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐น ๐๐. ๐ผ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐น ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐ธ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ถ๐ท๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ , ๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐๐ท๐๐น๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ผโ๐ ๐ถ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ท๐๐พ๐๐! ๐ผ ๐น๐๐๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ๐๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐! ๐ป๐ ๐น๐พ๐น ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐ท๐ถ๐๐๐ถ๐๐น. ๐ป๐โ๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐ป๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐ฝ๐โ๐ ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐จ -๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐น๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ข ๐๐๐ถ๐๐! ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐ฝ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐พ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐?! ๐ฏ๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น๐๐๐พ๐๐! ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐น ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ถ ๐๐ถ๐๐’ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ป ๐ถ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐ถ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐! ๐๐๐ฝ, ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐น… ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐.
Week 7:
๐โ๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ท ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐ท ๐ก๐ฎ๐ถ๐พ๐ผโ๐ผ ๐ฑ๐ธ๐พ๐ผ๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป ๐ผ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ท๐ธ๐. ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ถ๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐, ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ถ๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป๐ฝ๐ช๐ซ๐ต๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐ฝ. ๐โ๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ช ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ผ, ๐ซ๐พ๐ฝ ๐ช๐ต๐ต ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐ช๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป๐ป๐ฒ๐ซ๐ต๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ผ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ๐ผ ๐ฒ๐ท ๐ถ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ฎ๐ผ ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ช ๐ซ๐ธ๐ญ๐ ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ผ๐ธ ๐ช๐๐ฏ๐พ๐ต ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐พ๐ต๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ป๐ญ๐ต๐ ๐ถ๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ. ๐ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ท๐ญ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ถ๐๐ผ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ช๐ป๐ธ๐พ๐ท๐ญ ๐ธ๐ท ๐ถ๐ ๐ธ๐๐ท, ๐๐ช๐ท๐ญ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ช๐ป๐ธ๐พ๐ท๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ฑ๐ธ๐พ๐ผ๐ฎ. ๐โ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ถ๐น๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ต๐ ๐ช๐๐ช๐ด๐ฎ, ๐ซ๐พ๐ฝ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ทโ๐ฝ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ท๐ฝ๐ป๐ธ๐ต ๐ถ๐๐ผ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฏ. ๐ก๐ฎ๐ถ๐พ๐ผ ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ซ๐ฎ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ซ๐ธ๐ญ๐ ๐ธ๐ป ๐ผ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ. ๐โ๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ธ๐พ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ ๐ช๐ซ๐ธ๐พ๐ฝ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ช ๐ญ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ฝ๐ธ๐ป, ๐ซ๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐ฑ๐ธ ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ต๐ญ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ถ๐ฎ? ๐ ๐พ๐ผ๐พ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ ๐ป๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ ๐ถ๐๐ผ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฏ ๐๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ฑ ๐ผ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น. ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ถ๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ ๐ผ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น, ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ธ๐ท๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ถ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ฏ๐ช๐ต๐ต ๐ช๐ผ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น. ๐๐ธ๐ป ๐ฎ๐๐ช๐ถ๐น๐ต๐ฎ, ๐ต๐ช๐ผ๐ฝ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ, ๐ ๐ผ๐ต๐ฎ๐น๐ฝ ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป 18 ๐ฑ๐ธ๐พ๐ป๐ผ. ๐๐ท ๐น๐ช๐ป๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐พ๐ต๐ช๐ป๐ต๐ ๐ซ๐ช๐ญ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ๐ผ, ๐ ๐ถ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ผ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ป ๐ถ๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช๐ท 24, ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฎ ๐ช๐๐ฏ๐พ๐ต ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ช๐ป๐ฎ๐ผ. ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฒ๐ฝ. ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ธ๐ธ๐ป ๐ต๐ธ๐ฌ๐ด๐ฎ๐ญ? ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ? ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ฑ๐พ๐ป๐ฝ๐ผ. ๐ก๐ฎ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ ๐ฑ๐พ๐ป๐ฝ๐ผ. ๐ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ท ๐ฑ๐ช๐ป๐ญ๐ต๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ช๐ป ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ผ. ๐๐ฝโ๐ผ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ด๐ฎ ๐ช๐ท ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ท. ๐’๐ถ ๐ผ๐ธ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฎ๐ญ… ๐ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ช๐ป ๐ช ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ช๐ป๐ฝ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฝ. ๐๐ฝโ๐ผ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ต๐ธ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ป. ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ป.
ฮทฬตออฬฬฬอฯฬดฬออฬกอฬจฬญฬจฬค.ฬทฬอฬฬฬฐฬคฬฐฬจฬฌอฬบฬ ฬทออออฬอฬอฬฬฬณฮทฬธอฬฬอฬฃฬฯฬดอฬฬณฬปฬฆฬจฬผอฬออ.ฬทฬฟฬออฬอ ฬฬฬฬณฬจฬคฬฬฎฬข ฬธฬออฬอออฬณฬ อฬงฬณฬฮทฬทฬฬอฬฬอฬงฬฬญฬฬฑฬงฯฬตอฬอฬฬออ ฬฬปฬจฬ ฬณฬ ฬปอฬผ.ฬทฬอฬฬบ ฬดฬฬฬผฬนฬอโฬดอฬฬผฬฬฬฬขอฬชฬซฯฬดอออฬฬ อฬฬพอฬชอ ฮทฬทฬฬโฬทฬ ฬอ ฬฬอฬนฬผฬขฬฬซอฬคฬงัฬดฬฬออฬฬฬฬฃฬฬฎอฬซฬฒ.ฬตฬฬฬอฬอออ ฬออฬฑฬอ ฬดฬฬฏฬฬกอฬปฬฌฬกฬอฬณฮนฬธฬฬอออฬฆฬออฬฎฬซฬฬขฬ ฬถออฬฬออฬฝอฬฬฬฑฬฆฬซฬฬฬฑยขฬทอฬอฬอฬฌฮฑฬดฬอออฬอฬฐฬงฬฒฮทฬตอฬ ฬงอฬญโฬตอ อฬฬออฬัฬถออฬฅฬคฬนฬฬฏฬฅฬฬ.ฬทฬฬฬฬออฬง ฬดอฬฬฬฬฬออฬฏฬนฬจฬฒฬฏอฬฌฬัฬตฬฬฟฬอออ ฬฬฟฬฬฬกอัฬธฬออ ฬฬอฬฬฬฬฬฎฬขฯฬดฬฬอฬอฬอฬฟฬฬกฯฬตฬอฬฬฬอออฬออฬอฬฌฬฬฆฬชฬช ฬดฬฬฬฬฬบฬฌฮนฬดฬฬออออฬจอฬอฬขฬผฬณัฬดออฬออฬฬบฬบฬฏออฬญฬณฬฃอ.ฬตฬฬฝฬฝฬอฬออฬฃอฬขฬฃ ฬถอฬฬอฬฃฬปฮทฬถฬฬฬอออฬฬอฬอฯฬธฬอฬฬฬ อฬผฬงอฬ ฬฎฬอฬชอฬงฯฬดฬฬฬฬอ.ฬตฬฬฬฅออฬชฬขอฬอ ฬถฬอออฬฬฬซฬฒฬฑฬฬงฬญฬฐฮนฬทฬอฬญอฬซฬ ฬดฬ ฬฬฬฬฬฬฬฐฬผฬฬฉฬฬฮฑฬธอฬผฬฃฬญฬกฬซอะผฬถฬฬฬฝฬฬพฬฬฃฬฆฬบฬขฬฆ ฬธอฬฬออออฬปอฬฑฬณอฬฆอ ฬปฬณฮทฬถฬฬฬฬออฬชฬนฬฬคฬฉฬฒอฯฬถฬพฬฬฬอฬคอฬฬฬซอฬฃฬฉัฬธฬออฬญ ฬตฬฬฬฉัฬทฬฬอฬ ฬงฬปฬซัฬดออฬ ฬอฬขฬนะผฬทฬฬอฬอฬพอฬซฬผฬนอ อฯ ฬถฬอฬอฬฬอออฬอ อฬัฬดอออฬฐฬคฬ.ฬตฬฬอฬจ ฬธฬออฬบฬญฬฑฮนฬดอออออฬจฬฆอฬฬฏฬ ฬตฬฬอฬฬฬออฬบอฬฑฬญฬฑอฬฮฑฬธอออออฬฬ ออฬอฬฒฬะผฬถฬฬฬอออฬคฬฬณอฬฬชอ ฬถฬฬอฬฬฅฬคฮทฬตอฬคฬผฬอ อ ฬฬงฬ ฬอฯฬตอฬฝฬฬฎอฬ ฬขอัฬทฬอฬคฬฃฬคอ ฬตอฬฬอฬอฬฬฬอฬฬนฬนอฬ อฬฬงอฬฑัฬทฬอฬฬฬฬอฬอัฬตฬออฬอฬฟอฬะผฬดออฬ ฯ ฬทฬออฬอฬขอฬอฬกัฬตฬออฬอฬออฬฬคฬปฬฐฬฎฬบฬจ.ฬทฬฬออออ อฬปฬญฬ ฬฬฅออฬฑ ฬดฬฬพออฬอออฬฬฒฬคฮนฬถอฬฬฬอฬฬฬออฬจฬอฬฅฬฑฬฬ ฬดฬฬฬออฬชฬซอฬญฬออฬคฮฑฬถฬอออฬบะผฬดอฬฅฬฬฎฬฉ-ฬธฬฬพฬฬฬฬฬจฬฏฬญ
๐ขโดโด๐น โฏ๐โฏ๐๐พ๐โ, ๐โด ๐๐ฝโด๐โฏ๐โฏ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ทโฏ ๐โฏ๐ถ๐น๐พ๐โ ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐. โณ๐ ๐๐ถ๐โฏ ๐พ๐ โโฏ๐๐๐ โ๐ถ๐๐โด๐. ๐ฉโด๐, ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐นโด๐โ๐ ๐โฏ โโฏ๐ ๐ท๐ถ๐ธ๐ ๐โด ๐๐๐พ๐๐พ๐โ, ๐ฝ๐? โ ๐ธโด๐๐๐น ๐ฝ๐ถ๐โฏ ๐๐โด๐๐ โ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐น ๐ถ ๐ทโดโด๐ ๐โด ๐ป๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ.