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I got up of the bed, and put on some approperiate clothes.I had my full of treasures suit on my shoulder, and I went out.

She was whey-faced, and fatigued.She was wearing simple, and crimpled clothes.I said to her while slipping my left hand in the sleeve,

-"Has the time come?.Are we going to the backyard and finish it ?!".She didn't seem neither to understand nor to had the readiness of joking.She knitted her eyebrows which meant, " what are you talking about?".I said,

-"I meant, it's time to blow my head away".

She said coldly,

-" Don't be silly and follow me "

I walked after her apprehensively until we reached the basement.I walked inside the sitting room.Everybody was there; one happy big family as the American say.

The smokes was frozen in the air.The Major was standing in the middle with his hands behind his back like Wellington watching the Waterloo battle.The couple were sitting there, and holding each other hands.They were looking at me carefully.

The Major said,"Dr.Ismaeel, we still find it difficult to believe that you are one of us.You have to prove the opposite".

That was the last thing I was expecting to hear.I expected a bullet in my head, or they would tie and put me in a cauldron of a boiling water for their dinner.Everything except that.

I said in courtesy,

-"Why should I prove something that I didn't claim ?!"

The handsome husband yelled triumphantly,

-"That what I've been repeatedly saying, he isn't what we thought to be.Believe me, we must get rid of him".