记一次失眠(4)

well, technically, not fly, but it looked like that goddamn bastard was flying. it jumped from at least three meters high, over my head, and landed ground, vanished. so that son of a bitch is still alive, but won't last so long, i guess.
and i had to return. not because i fear those bastards, i just want to tell my father i can't stand the sound anymore, in a normal way, of course.