Black .
Always this black.
I've lost track of how many rounds we've been playing.
My breathing is too rapid.
I force her to slow down.
There are five players left at my table.
So everything is still possible
Ray Lee.
The guy to my right.
And the other one. The one who panics.
Me: 8 fingers.
Ray: 9 fingers.
Just to my right: 8 fingers.
Directly to my left: 9 fingers
And in front of me: 10 fingers.
Total: 44 fingers.
Death retains the same meaning.
Always.
Circular.
She's just to my right
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
Silence.
I'm calculating.
He is trembling.
– 30 .
And…
Two…
Three…
Four…
Five…
Six…
Sept…
Eight…
Nine…
Ten…
Our…
Twelve…
Thirteen…
Fourteen…
Fifteen…
Seize…
Seventeen…
Eighteen…
Thirty….
She stops at… …
My left
– fold.
A finger falls.
Now he has 7 fingers.
She starts again, but beginning with me.
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
It stops on the ring finger of my second hand, my last finger.
– ( 9, 9, 10, 7)
– 37
A Perfect One.
And…
Two…
Three…
…
Thirty-two…
Thirty-three
Trent-sept
She's coming back to me.
– fold.
He bends a finger.
I am now at 7.
I won a lap.
I grit my teeth.
She resumes
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
I blow myself up and the "you" falls to my right.
– 25.
I already know it won't work.
Asshole.
They have far too many variables
If I calculate correctly, with these 25, it will stop on the index finger of the second hand of the person facing me.
He still has all 10 fingers
That comes to 9, 9, 9, 7, 7
And…
Two…
…
Thirteen…
Fourteen…
Twenty….
Twenty-five
– fold.
He laughs with joy.
It's at 9.
Do they help each other?
She takes it up with him
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
But it falls to my left, the last finger of his first hand
– 40
And…
Two…
…
Nine….
Twenty…..
Trent….
Forty.
She comes back to him.
– fold.
Again.
It is at 6.
He just lost two fingers in quick succession.
I smile in the dark.
– (He wants to play this game, let's play this game)
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
It stops on the thumb of my first hand
Silence.
9,9,9,6,7
40 fingers.
– 40 …
She will inevitably return to the starting point.
Me
– fold.
6
It's a tie now.
She resumes.
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
Stopping to my left on the thumb of the second hand
– 25.
Again
It matters.
And
Two
Five
Ten
Twenty
Twenty-five
– fold.
My left hand still bends a finger
Now at 5
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
It falls again on the thumb of my other hand
– 35.
9,9,9,5,
Simple
She stops on me
So that it starts at the end.
– fold.
But still
I clench my fists
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
The "you" no longer remains and falls again on the right.
– 26.
I'm counting.
They're really annoying
It falls on my left, the little finger of my first hand.
– fold.
It drops to 4.
Damn.
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
Back on me
9,9,9,4
I want to kill this sick man.
– 12.
So
The cycle is broken
– fold.
Ray Lee moves to 8 feet
He groaned.
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
Around the one in front of me
Silence
She waits patiently.
Then count.
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
Silence again
She falls again…
on me
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
I hear Ray laughing nervously.
– 33.
9, 8,9,4
She came back to me.
She stops
– fold.
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
And the cycle begins again, the "you" stops once more on the thumb of the first hand on the right
Right whispers:
– 25.
Again
She comes back to him.
– fold.
It drops to 3.
Even with that, he always comes back and creates the loop.
She resumes.
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
It doesn't land on me and stops on the middle finger of the first hand on the right
– 26.
It's a joke
She runs into him.
– fold.
It drops to 4.
I'm still at 4
9,8,9,2
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
On the major on the right, again
Ray breathes
He repeats
– 26 .
It falls to 1.
I'm losing.
He only has one finger left to get out
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
9,8,9,1
The index finger has the right
Is….
– 25 .
Hein!
She falls on me
About me.
Shit.
– fold.
I'm down to 3.
He used the wrong finger.
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
She comes back to him.
The thumb of his second hand
– 24
Hahahaha
Again
I'm down to 2.
He only knows 24 and 25.
Bad plan
– How many loaves of bread do you want?
Even if she runs into him again
He whispers:
– 22.
Silence
I see the end.
And
Two
Three
Four,
sept
Nine
Ten
Twelve
Fifteen
Twenty
Time seems to slow down
Twenty-one….
Twenty-two.
– folded