"OH! Carol - Neil Sedaka"

- Oh ! Carol, I am but a fool.
Darling, I love you, though you treat me cruel.
You hurt me and you make me cry.
But if you leave me, I will surely die. Sings Angel in a low voice to the music that has just played as if by magic as he continues his activities.

Camila carefully observes the clock which always shows 9:30 p.m., then observes the surrounding people and realizes that Angel is the only one who can give her answers because the place is not ordinary.

She gradually walks towards him on the counter.

- Do you need a glass of whiskey? Angel asks with a smile.

- No thanks, so where are we? Camila asks in turn.

- In the Late night BAR.

- Of course, I understand, you keep the answers to yourself.

- Every time you start to progress, you go back worrying about others. It's important to ask yourself why you're here. Angel explains.

- I'm here to meet my best friend Christine who is running late. Camila persists.

- Let's say this bar is in California, so why book an appointment so far away despite the fact that you and your best friend live in New York City? On the other side of the country. Why come here? Angel asks, turning to her.

In her head, it seems really strange, why come here for a simple date with best friends.

-I don't know. Camila responds by staring at Angel.

- That's the real problem, it's almost stupid to do that.

- She travels frequently, she's a celebrity, it's not really surprising. Camila replies, trying to find a logical answer.

–Maybe. Angel said with a shrug.

- However, you know deep down that this is false. Angel adds as he stands up.

Camila picks up her phone and tries to call Christine again, but still without answer.

- Has Christine ever come and you hurt her? Camila asks totally lost.

- If I understand correctly, it was when you came here that you sent the address of this bar, so it's impossible that it came before you.

Camila tries to remember why she chose this bar, she doesn't understand why she came to California, she doesn't even know how she got to the bar.

- While on your phone, why not check the latest news about Christine Bale? Angel proposes, turning his back on Camila while wiping glasses.

Camila looks at him with deep anxiety, she goes on Google and searches for her best friend's name, and she discovers an article that upsets her.

"On the evening of July 20, 2024 Christine Bale was murdered, the killer is still running in the wild"

Camila, holding both hands over her mouth, abruptly drops the phone to the floor and breaks down, crying, unable to believe what she has just read.

"Paint it, Black - The rolling stones"

Angel turns his gaze to her.

- She died Camila. That's why you can't contact her anymore, she'll never come here. Angel announces, raising his voice.

- I didn't murder her, I'm not a killer, she was my best friend. Camila mumbles tearfully on the floor.

- If you didn't kill her, why can I smell your guilt so far, why do you end up here at the Late Night BAR? Angel asks as he leaves the counter to crouch down in front of Camila.

Camila stands up abruptly noticing his two hands full of blood dripping on the floor, she starts screaming in the hope of waking up from this bad dream.

- I DIDN'T KILL HER, I DIDN'T KILL HER. Camila persists in screaming, completely frightened.

Suddenly, the other people in the bar stand up and look at her

- What do they do? Camila asks, looking at them, who forms a large circle around her and Angel.

- Why are you here? Angel asks firmly.

- I have no idea, I didn't murder Christine Bale. Camila keeps repeating herself.

- WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHY ARE YOU HERE? Keep repeating the others with Angel getting louder and louder as they get closer and closer to Camila.

Camila begins to feel panic and stress as she sees them all surrounding her and repeating the same question.

- STOP IT, STOP IT. Camila continues to shout, and she squats down, closing her eyes and putting her hands over her ears.

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