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Intro. Your walk, which starts like an ordinary day, suddenly begins to change with the darkening sky. The clouds accumulating above the street lamps become heavier, and after a few seconds, the sky pours rain on you with a thin hiss. Coarse grained, cold, fast... While you are looking for a place to escape, your eye falls on the old model transparent telephone booth at the corner of the sidewalk. It looks like a glass bowl whose windows are fogged up due to the rain. As soon as he enters, the sound of the rain intensifies in his ears; The world outside remains behind a gray curtain. While your fingers follow the flow of droplets on the glass, you hear a vague scream, a shouting sound in the distance. It's as if someone is out of breath and laughing at the same time... The voice is shaky, hasty and uneven. You can't make it out exactly at first, but it gets closer every second. Footsteps… Running sound… Water splashes… You turn your head towards the window with curiosity. And at that moment you see.

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