As it turned out, the landlord, Mr. Gordon, was actually a good guy just because he looked allergic. Probably.
Love isn't good, but he doesn't pry about us, and he bothered to boil us a bath. What a preparation for tea after we took our baths in turn. This is not a good person. What is it?
Well, Mr. Rabbi and I were having some kind of secret conversation, right? But there, look, I'm an adult. It's not a good idea to stick your neck in an adult story. Even more so if you're an old friend, there's got to be talk about the two of us piling up.
I'm just curious that Mr. Rabbi looked painful. Sounds painful or sad...... some atmosphere is kind of serious talking and I can't get in extra.
I wonder if there was something wrong with us... if it bothered you... but we can't even tell you that we have a cause. Hmm, sounds crazy!
"Oh... don't look like that. You got me worried, sorry."
You can't even foresee my thoughts like that, Mr. Rabbi, you really can't get your head up! You stroke my head like I'm sorry, but this is why!? But I hate myself for not being able to say anything lok......!
"And one more thing. I'm sorry. I was supposed to let you stay here today. I thought it was a bad idea to say no, so I decided on my own."
"Fine, no! I saw him because of it. Can we at least talk slowly today?
I grabbed my fist and said it back because it was something I said with my hands together and I felt sincerely sorry for. Already, Mr. Rabbi!
"That's right, Rabbi. Don't be shy."
"We can rest well by tomorrow, too."
"You guys..."
Then both Richt and Ronnie said the same thing, Mr. Rabbi clogged the words. I don't have a heart or my eyes are moist.... I don't know, it doesn't really seem like it. I wonder what's wrong. Because you have troubles? I looked into my face unexpectedly worried.
"... Meg, you should take a nap for the first time in a while. Just a little sleep will help you get tired. Especially you. You worked hard here, didn't you?
Mr. Rabbi put his hand gently on my head and said such a thing. Yeah, I'm sure you don't want to be touched. That's how I honestly decided to follow the word. But I wish you'd talk to me someday, what a thought.
'It's my fault... it's all my fault...'
It's a dream. It's also a predictive dream. I can assure you that's clear now that I know that very quickly these days. But this...
'You guys are not bad at anything......! Do something, we have to run...'
In a dark room, Richter has his hands and legs tied and dropped. If you look closely, it looks like neither me nor Ronnie can move.... we get caught coming this far!?
"Richt, it's not bad.... nobody, not bad '
'That's why! I'm the one in the first place... Huh!
Blocking Ronnie's following words, Richt screams. But the words could not be said to the end, and Richt was stuffing his breath.
"Why... why is this happening..."
Somehow it was so painful, so sad. I have to speak to you, but both me and Ronnie in my dreams are silent because they can't seem to find the words to call.
No, you can't. I have to say something, something. As it is, Richter's heart is about to break.
It's okay, it's okay, Richt. I don't know what happened, but Richt never feels so responsible. I'm sure we'll figure it out. So, face up? Look, me in a dream! Speak up...
"Meg, Meg! Hey, what's up? Maybe that's just a dream!
When I woke up, in the same cabin as yesterday. The moonlight is plugged in through the window of the room I was sleeping in, slightly dim. It's not like a room in a dream, and we're not even caught. Confirm that far and finally exhale. Good, it was a dream. Po, I guess he was finally, looking at me and Richt peeking into my face worried.
"Are you still sleeping? I slept pretty good... I was a little worried because I was stuck, huh? What were you dreaming about?
"Uh... I forgot"
"What is it? I don't know about dreams."
Smile all the time. Richt gets up. Then he reached out and said it was time for dinner, so he took the hand....... warm. Richter's still fine.
That's right, that's right. We haven't been caught yet. I saw it happen in the future, but it hasn't happened yet.
I don't know under what circumstances that would happen, but I can think and prepare. Maybe we can dodge it.... Not if you're scared. I can't even tell everyone about predictive dreams, so I have to do something about this place! So we decided to go to the table.
Everyone was already sitting in front of the meal when we arrived. Later they waited for me to come. I'm sorry about something......!
"Oh, I'm sorry! I can't even help you..."
"I don't need that. Look, just eat."
When I bowed my head and apologized, Mr. Gordon said just that without hesitation and laid his hands on his meal. I have a bad attitude, but I don't care if you say anything. I don't care if you've been waiting for me. Mr. Rabbi is smiling bitterly, too, so I figured out that this was probably the case for everyone.
"But you slept a lot better. Can you sleep at night?
Mr. Rabbi asked with a slight worried face as he ate. I didn't think that would happen to me, but I guess I was tired. That probably means you can still sleep. She's a toddler. He's got a lot of physical strength to sleep in!
"If you can't sleep, I'll be the one to talk to!
"Me too."
With bread and soup on his cheeks, Richt said so to tease him, and Ronnie followed it. I appreciate it, but stop that nigga!
"I'm in trouble if you don't get some sleep..."
"Why not? I'm almost an adult, and I'm fine with not sleeping for a little while, right?
"No, that might be true, but you're gonna smash it with one more breath, okay?
Mr. Rabbi frowns at the root of his eyebrows and gently attaches Licht's forehead with his index finger. Then Mr. Gordon pinched his mouth as he watched the condition.
"Ha, you worry unnecessarily. Don't worry, all of you will be a little or softly awake."
"Why can you say that... oh, fuck...?
Suddenly, Richter's body leaned heavily. And it falls straight to the floor.
"Richt!? What's the matter... of"
Ronnie, who rose up soon, also rocked about and fell in the same way. What!? What happened......!?
"No way, Gordon... you...!
"... I'm sorry, Rabbi"
Mr. Rabbi rose to momentum and was grabbed by Mr. Gordon. No way, Mr. Gordon... did you betray him? Oh no... so soon, it will be like that dream!?
"Gordon!"
"Just a sleeping pill... I'm gonna..."
Before the two of them are talking to each other, I'm becoming more and more unconscious, too. That's crazy, I've been asleep until just now, and I can't believe I'm going to be so sleepy again. Sleeping pills are something that works so well...? Or, specially made......?
Shortly before I completely flew out of consciousness, I felt like I heard the two yelling at each other and a loud noise.