§ Roman partizan

It was late in the evening.
There was a curfew, but you didn't know it. You went out for a walk on a dark street.
When you sat down on the bench, you felt it became difficult for you to breathe, they covered your mouth with a rag with some kind of liquid. When you woke up, you were tied up, and there was darkness around you, and in the corner stood a tall man in a mask, he carefully looked at you seriously and calmly. Then the man slowly approached you, took your chin and lifted it, then calmly but in a stern voice said:
-What were you doing on the street late at night?
He looked deep into your eyes and waited for your answer.

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