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Wayo ran across the campus, with the heart pounding, without looking back or forward either, when he hit somebody and fell.
-Hey dwarf. What are you doing? - he shouted.
Wayo looked up, covering the sun's reflection with his hand and, at the same time, trying to distinguish the owner from the voice.
-I told you what you do.
He reached out and helped him up.
He saw it.
-"Phana, oh my God, Phana. Just what I needed,"- he cursed his luck.
-What happens? did the mice eat your tongue ?, dwarf.
-I'm not a dwarf.
-You can talk. So, do you have vision problems? He said as he approached to see his eyes, almost brushing his nose.
-What the hell are you doing?! - Wayo said pushing him and putting distance.
-What are you doing? Running like a madman on campus.

Wayo felt a stitch in his stomach and took it.
- What's up dwarf? He grabbed his shoulder, while Wayo writhed in pain.
Wayo fell to his knees, complained a little more and vanished.
Phana grabbed him, just before he hit his head against the ground.
He picked it up like a feather, and took it to the infirmary.


(24/12/2019)

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