Holding him by the hair, she banged his head against the edge of the table where he was handcuffed. Blood was spurting, but the rage did not stop. Tell me, you bastard, where did you bury her? And a new avalanche of blows forced him to gag: I'll tell you, I'll tell you. When, asked the policeman whose daughter had been killed. On Tibb's Eve, laughed the killer with a swollen face and spat out a cracked tooth right at the foot of the table. His colleagues tormented him until the morning when they got the confession. The girl was buried just below the police station.

(Translated by Andreea Tobă / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by conf. dr. Daria Protopopescu / Edited by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)

Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In October 2022, the group has 9,400 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes almost daily. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale.

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