“Last time he was killed two steps from the Well. Who and for what?.. He tried to remember the details, but his memory, probably irreparably damaged as a result of so many deaths following one after another, instead of a full sketch of the incident, gave out a vagueness, more like fragments of a dream. It seems like twilight: the colors are dark, watery , the sky glows purple. It’s not this well, the area is different. There are no trees, just some pillars or columns sticking out. Two, three attackers? Faces, clothes, equipment - everything seemed to have been erased with an eraser, down to white holes. Apparently they used edged weapons, it was very painful. Blood-spattered grass with dark veins on long narrow leaves was the only thing that was clearly remembered. The veins are patterned, almost black on a light green background - a completely useless detail...”