Catharsis

A man was walking, as usual, during the daytime of an ordinary day, to go from one place to another. Suddenly, he saw a man in a wheelchair on the opposite sidewalk, his face was in pain, one of the other two men who were pushing the wheelchair had a long chrome metal and a hammer in his hand, the other man had a saw and the man's completely severed arm in his hand. An image in mixed colors of gray, cream, red, black was advancing as the hammer pounded on the man's brain, this progress, this movement, was not lost in time, the image was stretching like gum as the chair and the men moved forward, with all these colors...

T he man was confused about what to do and wanted to hide, but everywhere was full of these men with hammers and saws, their most distinctive feature was that they all had something like a white earphone in their ears. The man entered the first closed area he saw, an inn, to hide, everywhere was grey metallic, foggy, old, dirty and ordinary, as if that place had existed there forever, even if you could go there centuries ago, it gave the impression that you would see the same view. Anyway, suddenly, men with white headphones like big bandanas entered. Here, in a shop where it was not even clear what was being sold, in this place that resembled the inn he was in, a middle-aged woman, whose face also bore and reflected all the adjectives of this place, was talking to someone on her mobile phone, the men suddenly rushed in, asked if there was any chrome here, without even pausing her phone conversation, the woman made a "go" gesture to the men with the back of her hand, what does chrome do here, she said with the corner of her mouth... the men said, so let's have a look like that... the sides of the cabinets were chrome, they said they weren't, the woman... those are my work cabinets, they are not for sale, then... screams... time stretched out in space and stuck somewhere as if..the man..saw a soft liquid like cream colored bone marrow flowing on the ground...a woman appeared at that moment..i'm cleaning these places..the places go back to how they were when you step on them, I'll have to clean them again..I'll help you, said the man, the woman with the white headphones, said 'you' can't help and said 'B-5', come here somewhere through her white headphones, the man realized what was going to happen to him and ran away, the woman shouted after him. there's no escape from us, we're everywhere, we exist wherever you are...

As the man was walking in fear, he found himself in a room, everything was white, the color of those headphones, pure white...

H ello smart person, we are "B-5" someone said..you still have memories, you are not one of us, you must be using chrome..the man suddenly entered a meditative state with an intuition, his eyes rose from the inside to his third eye, all memories were suspended thus, .the "Thing" with the white headphones, .this cannot be, the man disappeared!! .B5, B5 alarm!!! he shouted, a voice came from the headphones at that moment, he can only stand being without memories for an hour, wait, when the images come, do what is necessary... he said.

T hey waited, the man stopped to stay in the third eye, but it was very difficult for him, suddenly his own face appeared, in his third inner eye... they said okay, here it is... break it... the man went back to that state, finally,... bring a mirror, show the man his own face said someone else with white headphones, the man who saw the mirror closed his eyes but eventually went back to his own state... he started to run away with himself, that is, with his memories...

A room, coordination and newsroom name, an announcement went through, for the entire B.5 team, the reporter died..the man who heard this quickly rushed into this room and put on the reporter's white earpiece..now he was also included in the B.5 team..everyone said; ..oh! has anyone seen this before, no it seems we haven't, I'll get it from somewhere but..said the "Thing" that was in the previous room trying to erase this man's memories by showing him a mirror...

A ll food and drink are odorless, colorless and fluid here, they do not end with eating and drinking, as if they were extending in time and sticking to somewhere and getting stuck... While the man... sipping his drink... something resembling a woman appeared; blonde, blue eyes but her skin was not quite white but more like cream, her eyes were not quite blue but like a blueness seen from behind glass, it would be nice if she took a little look at herself, he thought to himself, it would be nice, after telling the messenger man, .where have you been, I've been looking for you for a while, I have news for you, "two drinks" in their hands, these "two things" stretched out in time like this... about to stick to somewhere or maybe to another "...."