'I had no other choice but to jump in the dirty water, because I know this is the only option left for me, because the wall will not open for me and the angels will not extend their hands to save me, life does not open its hands to us even we are rich, we must be clear, that world Like a bitch, you need to have hard sex with her to make her smile at you.
Her jump in the swampy water had only one option, which is confrontation. Elias realized that this large head, with an open black mouth, with its dark black eyes, was directed towards him, so he thought himself so as not to strike his teeth.
And the whale's sound, which was still going on, began to make Azev so dizzy that he was sitting in a corner with his ears closed and folded in himself like a little child, closing his eyes once and opening them once for his fear, for fear of what?
For his fear of that little child who sits in front of his legs and plays with the bones of small children and skulls as well, he would arrange them in a different appearance from the human body, once placing the head above the feet and again placing it above the chest and placing the feet on top. Everything was in a strange position from the paintings on the wall that It contains some strange drawings where the body parts exchange places in a frightening way, even the images that contain naked bodies of human figures with animal parts, as heads swapped between humans and animals.
Aziv was unable to get past those pictures and ended up sitting in the corner of the red-walled room made of oiled snakeskin, cuddling his body in front of that child as previously mentioned, that child who was babbling incomprehensible words and looking at Azev, whose heartbeat rose and began to feel dizzy from He turned around after raising his head looking at the entire place.
"I don't want to die… I want my mum and dad… I want to go home… I want a… to… go to sleep on my mum's lap I… I don't want to see these things anymore I don't want I don't want !!"
The pace of his events escalated and his brain began to work very quickly and could not comprehend getting up from his place at that speed, smashing all those paintings and smashing his hands by hitting them against the wall with such excessive force that he actually broke the wrist of his right hand and eroded his bones as if they were in a meat grinder.
Aziv turned back and the little boy who had been sitting quietly and playing with human bones turned into a serpent-body snake with a baby's head after his feet had been extended and completely changed in size.
Aziv attacked the large-bodied serpent, which was similar to the titanoboa, after the head had swelled to become so full.
Azev stopped moving before he reached her, as if he froze after that majestic and terrifying sight. Just imagine that you are listening to the sound of a child mixed with the sound of a strange animal frightening your ears and moving towards you back and forth and circles around you with frightening looks and smiles with a mouth split into ears without knowing if what He intends to either eat you or kill you.
Elsewhere in Elias's mind he speaks to him like a copy of himself, "You acted so stupid, Elias, you shouldn't have taken such a risk, and you know things are not working out for you from the start, why did you take the risk, why didn't you wait for someone to save you? Maybe your friends are coming for you." And now you ended everything, you killed yourself, you ended your life with your own hands...
Those words were coming from Elias's version that spoke to him, who was standing in front of him in a black room surrounded by shrouds hanging from the ceiling, swinging lightly and a light at the top of the ceiling changing color in an instant and returning to the other color, "I did not give up and who are you? How do you tell me that I surrendered and that I killed myself?" Don't you know that I don't dare kill myself? You know that I don't care about anything around me but myself?!"
"But, Elias, you're done now, don't try to justify yourself, you're done."
Elias stared coldly at his copy standing in front of him, so he sighed and turned his eyes to the right, then turned and took a turn in the room and rubbed the back of his head.
"Tell me what you said a little while ago? I said I gave up and that I'm dead now?"
"Yeah, you sacrificed yourself for nothing..."
Elias ended the short-lived talk with his fist that wrapped the chain around it, smashing the face of his copy and cutting off the entire head from its place. Quietly after he loosened the chain from his hand and grabbed it by one end. "I said I died huh? You stupid bastard!!! I can hear my heartbeat!! I know you're the idiot I'm in, so don't try to fool yourself!!"
"And I'll smash that big head of yours and grind it if you don't tell me how to get out of here!" His voice sharp, in a cold hoarse voice, eyes wide open like crocodile eyes until his eyes changed to a dark green with long pupils.
He took steps from above the body that was still similar to his body and went to the head that stuck to the wall and then fell to the ground. He bent down and lifted it by the hair and looked into the eyes that looked exactly like his, "You stupid head, you think things will go as you want right? You're holding my friends here too And you want me to give in to death? You think I'm stupid and I don't feel alive? What a jerk you bastard, Now before I smash that ugly head that doesn't look like me, you gotta get my friends out of here and then you, I don't like being in one place for too long "
But in that room surrounded by smoke from all places, and old-fashioned walls encircling it on all sides, the little ceiling fan that rotated slowly as if it had spent its life working and reached a state of complete doom, and a small library on the side of the door no more than a meter long, a cup of coffee on a small table on The right side of a bed with a simple and light mattress seems to belong to a simple person, but that was not right after the door was knocked and someone entered to bend down quietly and sat on the floor again, his knees back in front of the old man who was sitting on a wooden chair in the corner of the small room in front of the slightly small glass window and in front of him A wooden table he cuts some flowers in his hands and then puts them back in place next to the glass window, which is tamed by raindrops. "Sir, things are starting to take a bad turn, the boys are so reckless, they're going to kill themselves if we don't intervene, that corda is not a simple thing for people who don't even know the world they live in, we're waiting for your orders, boss," said the hunched man.