One of my flatmates has a few newts. I found five of them last night wandering along the corridor and eventually crawling into my room through the generous gap under the door. After a long time pondering what to do with them, I put them in a plastic bag and hung it from my flatmate's door handle, warning him.
He apologized and said he didn't know how they could escape. He was away and took some time to come back. I didn't see what he did later, but I noticed the bag was gone.
I thought I could finally go to bed. Well, I was wrong: one by one, four newts crawled into my room again. Their owner and his friends were probably sound asleep by then, and our neighbors are already quite pissed off with our noises, so I had to stay silent and deal with this mess on my own. I put them in a small plastic box, with a little water in case their skin got too dry and a bunch of holes I made one by one on the lid with a pin, lacking better means. I'm not even sure they're enough, even though it took me its sweet time and made my thumb sore.
Then I let myself collapse on my bed for some much-needed sleep. I haven't yet talked to my flatmate again and I'm afraid of killing the newts and getting in trouble. Also, there's probably another newt somewhere just out of my sight, since I only caught four. If I let them wander freely again, I'll be busy all day with them, since they'll keep coming back to my room.
I recall hearing odd little noises at night for some time already, so I think this wasn't exactly the first time they "escaped". I suspect they're being let loose on purpose.
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The red lake has been forgotten. A dust devil stuns you long enough to shroud forever those last shards of wisdom. The breeze rocking this forlorn wasteland whispers in your ears, “Não resta mais que uma sombra”.