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5 o'clock in the morning, a sound makes him turn around and put the both feet on the floor.
everything's quiet.
no more sounds. it was probably a nightmare.
one foot after the other, both feet take him around the room, approaching the kitchen window.
outside, some lights.
a bench is occupied.
the lady seated on the bench seems to be sleeping. some small amount of snow covers her feet.
he comes out making small marks on the white snow to involve her with a blanket.
he puts his handon her head and finds her very cold. after 5 minutes, his hug starts to warm her and makes her open her eyes.
a small bird comes an kisses the face of the lady.
then the bird looks to the man and sees nothing.
there is no one there.
just a blanket.
and the bird looks to the lady again. and she's not there either.
the bird looks to the blanket and to the bench and asks himself why there are no explanations for birds.
on the bench, a chess table.
the little bird, worried with the missing humans, never kissed humans again.