Walking toward the stone bridge, every step forward is heavy even I feel the bridge is collapsing behind me.
The dark energies haunts the bridge as I can feel it. Dark presences is here... abnormal creatures, demons or restless souls, as the drowned Saint...
I can see the Old Town Bridge Tower standing in front of me, but it seems I can't get it closer to me, as I can't go away from my damned dream. The last time I have seen the tower was yesterday night in the wall next to my bed, in my place, not so far from the Charles Bridge in reality.
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