Sleeping on the sofa was not the best way to sleep, for heaven's sake it will be comfortable but it's not made for sleeping, Paola thought when she woke up. A fantastic Monday awaited her! Already Monday sucks his, not to mention the school and his back asking for mercy. She turned on the phone and saw 6:50 am and her alarm was usually set for 7:00 am. Just knowing that she wasted 10 precious minutes of her sleep was a plus for the opinion that Mondays suck. Luke walked from the kitchen to the living room waking Paola but finding her already standing up the stairs 《Wow this is a moment to remember! 》 Paola glared at Luke, undecided whether to ignore him or make a rude gesture. But he decided not to do anything that was not really in his nature. 《Shut up Billy is still sleeping ...... I keep climbing the stairs like an undead until he saw Luke climbing the stairs too " what are you doing? 》 《Awake Billy》 Paola bangs her head twice against the wall, obviously softly because she didn't want to wake Billy or break his skull 《Let him sleep instead he's a baby》 《And how are you going to get dressed? 》 《But what do I know! I will be silent》 Luke a bit confused by all that morning nervousness went down the stairs feeling a bit excluded, because Paola was always nervous and sleepy in the morning? Then magically the afternoon and evening was it an angel? She did not feel part of those beautiful laughter and those crooked glances. He didn't understand them, there was nothing grounded in them. Paola, on the other hand, had gone in to take a cold shower, the only way to wake up earlier even if sometimes he was damned. He put Deva's 'Borracha' on the phone, it reminded him of summer, it reminded him of those scenes in the movies where the boys dance late at night in discos with the music that is the queen of the evening. Cocktails, blue lights, music, flashy clothes, happy smiles. His favorite scenes and the ones he most wanted to recreate in his life were those. When she had put on her underwear and dried her hair she headed to her room where Billy was still there with a blissful expression under the covers. She opened the wardrobe pulling out a white skirt and a red blouse, combined with Parisian and all-star. She had tried to make as little noise as possible with success, she went out and returned to the bathroom where the make-up was waiting for her, concealer, black line of eyeliner and gloss were like commandments to be respected, every morning when she felt like she obviously wore makeup.

Not to look beautiful in the eyes of others but only in his. After all she loved herself and would have preferred herself to another person, despite her selfless character there was that part of her that followed her behind like a shadow. Each of us has a toxic side and maybe she was happy to have it was happy that that shadow followed her everywhere popping up when she least expected it. She would never go to the bottom like others because that shadow would have saved her from any disadvantage whatever it may be. So is this human nature often wondered. Yes, it was exactly that, no one is holy even the most deserving because after all man is selfish and greedy the more he has the more he wants. And perhaps this was what frightened man for deviants, almost immortal beings with their own intelligence, their own body, their own emotions. They could have been human but to what extent? How bad and dangerous could they be? As much as the man? Paola had no doubts no one could be like man a complex structure formed by continuous mutations in the body, no one could overcome a conquering and destroying god, no one not even someone outside of him. Because there is never an end to evil, and the man of evil has done and will continue to do so until his existence. Luke had knocked on the bathroom door to check if everything was alright. " Paola...? All right...? 》 Paola turned the hard gaze caused by the thoughts she had previously while looking at the boy in front of her 《Luke are you afraid of the living or the dead? 》 Luke blinks at that question a couple of times not understanding the reason for that question 《Well you humans are afraid of the dead》 Paola smiled, 'wrong answer Luke' she thought, the dead are nothing unlike the living. The living are the problem not the dead. The dead can't touch you, the living can, they can do whatever they want as long as they're alive 《No, we are afraid of the living not of the dead》 " Why this question? 》 《If you're dead you don't scare him Luke, when you're alive you scare him》

After these words Paola left the house to reach the bus stop, while Luke was still at the door, understanding the essence of Paola's words' if you are a machine that obeys you don't scare him but when you start thinking about your own way you frighten him you're uncomfortable '. He felt struck from the inside as if a thousand blades started inside him, gentle blades that didn't hurt but bled him dry with every inch they advanced, a sweet and gentle but at the same time cruel and merciless death. Paola with a word from him was going to kill that armor she was going to insert it one blade at a time, she would never stop until she found it and brought it out. Did he want his destruction? Impossible. Did she want to drive him crazy? Likely. Did he want to make something understood? Yes, but what? Is he wrong? He doesn't know, he can't answer. He is alive? He does not know. Does he feel pain? He does not know. Can he think? He does not know. Can he be like her? He does not know. Can he be her? He does not know. Can he see with his eyes? He does not know. Who is he? Why is he here? Why is he? Why is he broken? Why does he feel these pains? Why does he think these things? He collapsed on the ground going into hyperventilation his breath was missing, oxygen was becoming the oasis of the desert, the led was red while he formulated a thousand answers but none of these corresponded was wrong, where was the solution? The right answer? 《Please help me! 》 She screamed aloud, with what little breath she had, her throat burned had irritated her screaming like that. Air no longer entered the lungs. Billy hearing Luke's screams for help immediately got out of bed going to him. An unattractive vision was in front of him, the android lying on the ground wriggling like a beast as his mind hit the ball. Glassy eyes. 《Calm down! calm! Breathe with me Luke! 》 He took him by the shoulders as Luke watched him with the purple face, he wanted to breathe he had to breathe or his life would end there. In front of his eyes he placed himself with an outstretched hand, almost like a divinity, his face was relaxed with a small smile on his lips. He reached out and squeezed that Luke who at that moment had become a deity. He squeezed her so tightly that he could feel his nerves on the edge of his skin. Then he breathed as that gray barrier fell on him, Billy had seen Luke reach out to someone. Luke's face transformed into Paola's like a Greek deity, the cassock and the golden crown on his head. " I'm alive " He could only say that as he looked at that face. Contrary to the usual he was hard, his gaze fixed on him as he felt brick by brick fall of that invisible barrier. "Who are you afraid of Luke?" "of the living ..."As everything appeared disappeared, he felt as if his ego was about to explode the energies to the maximum, where to do something he wanted to do something. He got up, letting Billy follow him as he took a pen and a sheet of paper from Paola's room 'I saw it, felt it, wanted it, desired it, yearned for it from the start. I've always wanted your emotions, your moods, your independence. Do you remember when you told me what I wanted to do? If I have to be honest I would have liked to ignore a girl who responds badly in the morning and is pretty in the evening, I never wanted to look after a girl who likes to be smug and who discards others, I never wanted to look after a selfish girl because yes you are selfish admit it. If I have to tell the truth, I never wanted  watch to you Paola, i never wanted to meet you like that. With a light heart I am writing you this farewell letter. From Luke ' After that he took Billy's hand in his as he walked out the door.

After that he took Billy's hand in his as he walked out the door. 《Luke? Why did you write those bad things? 》 Luke smiled as he walked quietly, thought about all those written things and in fact he would have done it a thousand more times 《I told the truth, I would have liked to know her later, in another capacity and not in this》 Was Billy confused how could he not have guilt? They got on the bus that went to the station, Billy was not rebelling perhaps because he trusted Luke. He found that face after hyperventilation hard, severe, just, honest, straight, without second thoughts, magnanimous. He could list a thousand other reasons why his esteem grew without reason and so high. 《Luke what are your intentions? 》 《The dead will rise again》 They were at the station with Billy quietly following him, the first thing he noticed was a symbol or coordinates. He scanned them for another symbol ahead. They had ended up behind a tunnel. 《Luke what are you doing? 》 《Do you see those drawings? In some parts there are coordinates if the scans》Billy quickly realized he said a loud wow. Luke raised the net letting Billy pass underneath and then him while no one saw them. He scanned the other then having the coordinates of the new one. He had to climb over a wall and so he approached the dumpster to this then letting Billy pass first and then him alone. 《Luke here is all broken! 》 Luke looked around noticing that there was no ceiling, he put Billy behind his tight back. He took a run up going to leverage the wall and then climb on a piece of iron that protruded. He took a breath, he unbalanced and fell on the other side safe and sound. Billy closed his eyes in fright and remained silent. 《Everything is fine ... let's move on》 They went down from the wall finding a slaughterhouse everything was missing. 《Billy wait for me here or do you hold on? 》 《I care》

With a couple of levers and chases he managed to get to the expected point without losing Billy and killing himself. He scanned a couple of points as he arrived in front of the huge and imposing ship Jericho. After a bit of effort I will be able to enter, there were a thousand doors and corridors. They had to take a torch because the ship was all dark, pass the door that no one knew where they could go. Then they went down the stairs and behind them the floor was falling. Luke slipped, taking Billy down with him as well, they collapsed violently causing a thud for the whole ship. Luke immediately stood up taking Billy in his arms but did not expect that there were some androids inside to observe. 《Welcome to Jericho》 Paola did not hear anyone around the house, she put down her backpack and went to lean when a letter appeared on his desk, he read it all in one breath. Some tears escaped as she collapsed to the ground. 《Fuck Luke ... fuck you》