Images of nature. Unclear pictures of autumn hidden behind the high speed of the train in which I’m standing. Although the noisy environment I hear someone screaming my name:

 “Teyreen, Teyreen! “

 As I turn around there’s no one there.

 A thunder wakes me up. I have had the same dream again. Always the same dream.

It no longer matters - I have to go back to the Campus before the doors are shut. I’m running, there’s not much time left. I can’t afford to stay out during the night.

 As I arrive the heavy metal doors are just starting to shut down. I am already inside when it’s all closed for the night. A sense of relive spreads through my whole body.

 On the next day just before lunch I have some free time and the decision to leave again pops out in my mind so naturally like it’s some sort of basic need to survive.  And there I am standing in my room once again right in front of the window with the broken lattice. I glide through it and the feeling of freedom overflows through my skin. A slight drizzle wets me and I can’t handle the smile which wells up on my face. The field - standing there as always with the single Weeping Willow in the far distance, and even further right behind it, there’s the forbidden

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city drown in its own ruins.

 No one comes here anymore, there’s no reason even for me to be out here. Every single thing which a person might need is back there, under the Mountain. Well developed society hidden in its depths. With our advanced technology we have a magnificent city with everything in it, we have managed to hide underground even a brilliant copy of the nature above and it is all packed together under the safety of the Mountain.

” So what’s the reason to be out here? “ I ask myself as I wander aimlessly around the field. Everything on the outside can be found on the inside.

 Except for the fear.