Lighting - Luz - 盧斯 - Лус
Lighting We were returning from a mission in the North Sea. The submarine reached the surface and I headed for the outer hatch. We had been under extraordinary pressure, due to the state of alarm caused by the discovery of an underwater platform the size of a square kilometre, on whose surface drawings and unknown signs were displayed. When I managed to open the hatch, a blinding light drew me back. It was a very strange happening, considering I had my eyes closed. It wasn't my eyes that were getting that light. Gradually, its intensity was replaced by a bluish halo that slowly changed tone and took the shape of a silhouette. A silhouette of a woman who moved her lips trying to tell me something. I don't even remember if I actually could opened the hatch. Fiction is nothing more than the sum of many realities. And the reality is that we were glued to that damn platform, and that we were going to die. It wouldn't let us escape. And the female figure was the spokes...