I picked up the shovel, and listened closely to the murmuring of a rising tide around me.
I found my body was shaking,
as was my mind.
He was dying. The blonde moved over to a rock and sat down. She was wet to the skin, breathing hard
as though she had been swimming.
I looked down at the shovel in my hand. Then I held it close to my eyes and examined it carefully.
I could see my fingerprints all over it. I gathered a fistful of cloth from my thigh and tried to rub it off.
But my hands didn’t stop to tremble.
「Take a breath. Take it deep」said the blonde, shaking her body and scattering the mingled petrol and blood everywhere.
A beacon lamp had lighted through the body bold relief and it was the upper part of the body unlike any I had ever imagined.
The direction of the beam of light exaggerated a burn of his head.
Long after the beam had gone by, the view of its lighting remained
inside me.
It is a disagreeable thing, but when you are suffering a torment,
and would give anything speed up time, it has a disobliging
habit of slowing down.
There was an anchored heaviness in my depth,
and the sound of waves had persistently echoed with its motion.
I bent forward, my head in my hands to keep my will
to live from discouraging thoughts.
「You’ll be all right after some rest」she smiled.
I tried to recall what I had been wishing about before I had killed.

四対二、と掲載反対の方が多数のようでしたので、第一章までで終わりにいたします。
読んでくださった方には、心よりの御礼を申し上げます。