He looked around on the empty street and wanted to scream at the top of his voice, he wondered how many people would jump out of their armchairs, from in front of the TV. Blue light was cast onto the streets, the bluish-grey light of the era before colour TVs. Everyone was watching it. The light penetrated their bodies, and their souls did their dance of death on its rays.… more
Writer: Translated by Agnes Megyeri
