Dear Raluca,

I am writing you this letter because I want to share with you a strange story
that shocked me.
I was at the market since Timpuri Noi and I got in a taxi. After about 5 minutes
of walking, suddenly, the old man who was driving the taxi is shot in the head. I
quickly get out of the car, take the money for which these people would pass me
through the walls and head to the train station.
On the platform, while I was waiting for my train, I noticed behind me two
people, equipped with pistols, following me. When they look at me, I start
running like crazy, without looking back, and I get on the train on the opposite
platform, not caring where it goes. But, to my misfortune, a hand pulls me off
the train and knocks me to the ground. One of them hits me with a metal bar on
the head, after which I get dizzy, and the last thing I felt before fainting was that
they were looking for the card I had hidden very well. Suddenly, I open my eyes
and see two doctors examining me. I look more closely and find that I was on a
hospital bed, with two infusions in my hand. I wait for the doctors to leave, after
which I snatch my infusions and run away from the hospital.
I find a taxi, get in front, throw my backpack and tell him I'm going to the train
station.
Time passes, moments when my hands sweat, because I felt weird having a
hidden microphone and a headset. At an intersection, traffic is blocked because
the president was passing. I start to tremble, I give in to the pressure, I take my
backpack and get out of the car, running to the train station. I arrive at the train
station, avoid the search and head for the platform.
Here, I already see the people I had to deal with and they are worried because I
am late, but fortunately I get close to them.
I give them the luggage, after which I hurry to get home at 7 o'clock, because
my parents knew I was at school. On the way, I stop on a bench and light a
cigarette, because I had enough time to get home. I take a deep breath, calm
down, wipe off sweat and return to normal. The only thing I wanted was to get
home and see my girlfriend, who knew nothing. But, suddenly, I wake up
slumped to the ground, without having time to say a word. One is squeezing me
and wants to strangle me, but I take a stone from the ground and hit it on the
head. The other one runs towards me, but I grab him by the legs and knock him
to the ground. The third one comes running, and although he tries to hit me, I
push him in front of a car and I run away screaming for help. Suddenly, there is
a “tic tac” and time passes, and I no longer understand what is happening. In a
few seconds, the alarm sounds loud on the nightstand and wakes me up.
This is a dream I had two nights ago, but it was a special one because it makes
me feel weird the moment I think about it. I wanted to write to you about this
because I would like to see your reaction.
with love, Marius