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fading? Did she really have to take somebody with her in the fall?

The next 24 hours will again involve violence in some shape or form, 24 hours
that most people certainly would avoid – and that’s regardless of the fact that

they’ll make lot money from it. Stress, sirens, firearms, violence, shootouts and

hospitals. Maybe she could once again write killer on her resume.
She tosses and turns on the couch. She always proudly described herself as

being cynical; she can't let go of the job, which is why at the age of just 37 she

had come a long way. In a way, she is glad that she only has the prospect to sleep
for a few hours. She has begun to fear sleep, and for the past two weeks she has

had to take pills to get any sleep at all. Many investigators are suffering from
insomnia. It’s not the fact that she can’t fall asleep, but she dreams a dream that’s

repeating itself. Is it a warning or is she getting crazy? She doesn’t know. The

pattern is as follows: She falls asleep and then starts to dream. In the dream, she
meets a boy who can change his face, and they are related somehow. The boy will

go on to tell her something important. But just as he is about to tell her his

message, she awakes abruptly. It’s the same pattern every time.
She also had begun to think about her past again, early childhood memories of

her fleeing Bosnia with her mother at the age of seven years old. Deep down she
was still a refugee.

She doesn't remember much from her early youth, but she does remember her

grandparents’ garden though; what colours, what joy. There’s a picture of her
sitting on her grandfather's lap on one of his homemade wooden benches. She

has the picture on a shelf back at home along with a few others. But instead of

joy, it fills her up with sadness. She hasn’t seen her grandparents since that day.
Since she unrightfully got taken out of the comfort of childhood and placed

alongside other refugees. What happened to the old ones, she’d never know.

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