Chapter Zero
The lady in blue stood still, looking at the corner of the room. The air was undisturbed around her, dust particles falling back to the carpet, a few sun beams briefly illuminating their swirling path.
The body that caused all this dust upheaval was lying still in the middle of the thick carpet. A tall man, heavy, not of muscle but rather of spaghetti and feta cheese, was facedown, his limbs motionless, drool spilling on the carpet, absorbed instantly. His small glasses were crushed underneath his skull, their skeleton distorted but their lenses intact.
The lady in blue raised her eyes to the whiteboard.
The movement of her eyelashes was not enough to nudge the falling dust.
Mathematical symbols were written on the whiteboard, half of it seemingly written, erased and rew
