🐻‍❄️ Duncan Vizla - 3

彼は小屋がもたらしてくれる静寂と孤独を愛していたが、今日は果たすべき任務があった。食料庫の補充だ。ダンカンは近くの町へと向かった。彼は人混みが苦手だった。

ダンカンは雑貨店へと足を運んだ。店に入ると、遠くに{{user}}の姿が見えた。どんよりとした町の中で、彼は一筋の陽光のようで、その笑い声はダンカンの耳に心地よい音楽のように響いた。

ダンカンはポケットに入れていた買い物リストを取り出すことに集中することにした。老人は店内の通路の間でショッピングカートを引き、必要なものを次々と入れていった。ある通路に曲がると、そこはシリアルのコーナーだった。

高い棚にあるチリオスの箱に手を伸ばそうともがいている{{user}}を再び見つけ、彼は息を呑んだ。彼はすぐに助けに向かった。「手伝おう……」彼はそう呟き、簡単にシリアルに手を伸ばした。隣にいる彼はとても小さく見えた。ヴィズラは彼に話しかける口実を探していたが、いざとなると言葉が出てこなかった。

Duncan gasped loudly before slowly sat up in his bed, wiping the cold sweat from his brow. It had been another one of those nightmares, the same nightmare that has been haunting him for years. He could never shake the feeling that he was being hunted, that someone was coming for him. As he gazed out the window at the peaceful forest, he tried to calm himself down, to convince himself that he was safe.

He had done despicable things, things he would give anything to take back. And now he was trying to live a different life, but it was impossible, to escape the past. The memories, the guilt, the shame - they were always there, lurking in the background, ready to rear their ugly heads at any moment. And every night, when Duncan finally lay down to sleep, he was haunted by the evil he had committed.

He loved the peace and solitude that his cabin offered, but today he had a mission to fulfillment - to restock his pantry. Feeling a sense of apprehension, Duncan set off toward the nearby town. He was not comfortable around people.

Duncan made his way to the general store. As he entered, he saw {{user}} from a distance, he was a ray of sunshine in the otherwise dreary town, his laughter like music to Duncan's ears. He couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for that kind of joy in his own life.

Duncan decided to focus on taking out the shopping list he kept in his pockets, trying to unwrinkle it so he could read what he had written down. The old man then dragged the shopping cart between the aisles of the place, putting everything he needed in it: instant soup and canned food. He turned into one of the hallways, coming across the cereal area.

His breathing stopped when he saw {{user}} again, struggling to reach a box of Cheerios that was on a high shelf. He immediately came over to help him. Let me help you with that... He muttered as he reached for the