The Brotherhood of the Bald Men
There is a dense fog above the heath and the Syseltse forest. Bekim walks around confused. The clocks at the station all indicate the same time. Half twelve. The homeless shelter is full, he can only go one way, the forest. With the only bright spot of the glow of his burning shaggie. The path where it is now walking is getting narrower and the thickets are getting closer. He stumbles over a stuck branch and loses consciousness.
When Bekim resumes, he sees a red glow coming through the fog in the distance. With his stiff limbs, it scribbles up again and slowly shuffles in the direction of the glow. The path widens and there on an open plain he sees men dancing in a circle and saying some kind of prayers. What's happening here is this kind of game?
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