This illustration was accompanied with the following letter:
You know, J, I really like the forest, but most of all I love colored lights, in the evenings when I hear the nightingale sing; it warns me of upcoming night. Then the forest gains new sounds. Windy nights remind me of the sea. I don’t know how, but I find myself going into the dark woods. Somehow I feel everything will be perfect; I’ll find the light, even though this forest looks mysterious and scary. Finally, the sounds of the forest connect with the lake and space around me to form the strange shape of a room: the place where I am at this moment… Before my eyes, I see a red glowing table. On this table is a cup of black coffee. This coffee is talking and it smells like fir trees.
Near the coffee is placed an envelope and a note: “My mind depends on this room, there are no mirrors, but it reflects you. Everyone of you.”
I ask myself: Where am I?
And the Coffee says: You’re in a strange shape room. Please, look at the cup. Watch it. In a couple of minutes you’ll meet the woman: she’ll show you a gel. Then she’ll go out.
I: What women?
Coffee: There is something you cannot see. The blue light goes on and the wolf will come. He’ll watch you for a while. Light goes off. Light goes on.
I: No wolf, no wolf, no wolf.
Coffee: Now. Take the old small radio from behind the table. Do you see the door in a left corner of the room? Open it. There will be a
room with strange floors and the cross on the wall. Sit down in the chair. This chair saves people from vampires.
I: Whats next?
Voice of the Coffee from the radio: Look at the mirror. This is a mirror.
You’re the women.
The woman: Hi. I’m wearing black. Do you like me? There… Look! This is the white wolf. He is the owl. Ask him. (she runs away.)
I: What do I ask?! Wait!
Voice of the Coffee: You may be happy now. Get back in the strangely shaped room. Sit down.
Then all becomes dark. I can’t see.
To be continued.