Dead by daylight (№ 394163)

I'm not alone here. If you put aside the murderers, there are other survivors like me. Or at least I think so, I want to believe it. Sometimes I can only catch a glimpse of the poor soul before she kills. Others, however, I even said his name. But I would not want to know their names. Sometimes I help them... if they hang on a hook. Just as they help me. Fear unites us, human contact and interaction calm, together we share this challenge. I ask myself whether it is better to be alone? Or we can walk further if we do it together? Sometimes I feel ashamed when I run away from screaming. All too often I was on the other side, too often saw feet hanging above the ground, and just watched from behind the bushes. As a witness. It could be important to follow up on this atrocity and remind yourself that pain is not the only thing that burdens our lives at this moment? You need to remember about the soul. And whether we deserve to live, to dream about escaping from here?