Late at night or at dawn, when dreams are shattered, there is someone who opens his eyes and he restless moves his sweaty head in the pillow. It is as if a sword hurt him by treachery and blood gets coagulating immediately, leaving a permanent scar in the mind of the man for all the days to come. “For a week I did not dream anymore, but every holy morning just opening my eyes I'm relive the same scene of that my last nightmare - my sister Miyabi had disappeared after one of the many fights with my father. I'm running out of the house on the street in an undershirt and panties, it was pitch dark, after a few hundred meters I stopped next to a lamppost. I had shortness of breath, I looked around in search of Miyabi, but there was none, only papers, cans and other trash. I looked down and saw my feet bare and bleeding, I started to feel pain, I raised her right foot and saw that, embedded in the sole of the foot for two or three millimetres, there was the needle of a syringe, someone had thrown it to the ground after being injected with the drug. I grabbed it and pulled out slowly, while blood flowed along the outer edge of the need...