When I saw the end of the bridge it was already too late. Oh well, I was also drunk. Not only had I miraculously survived, but I also discovered I could teleport. I'm somewhere above, from where I can see my car and some guys with flashing beacons gathering around. It's interesting, because I thought all these happened a few years ago and I became paralyzed afterwards. So furthermore, I can also time travel. I should try to go back to being a human though. These wings are not handy at all when I need to scratch an itch.
(Translated by Cristina Stan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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