What is searching for you has already targeted you from many sides. I do not know why this phrase came and was written right on the text I am starting. Let the reader adapt it as they see fit during the course of reading and according to themselves. My acquaintance with Viera Ulkman happened some years ago, during the year when the millennium of 2000 began full of hopeful or fearful superstitions. A new millennium is certainly not something that happens to us often; how many have had the chance to step into it? It is impossible not to carry strange energies and unprecedented episodes; a new millennium does not simply begin with a number followed by three zeros. We expected something shocking from the very first night, from the midnight when it seemed the page of the earth was turning. However, the next day, after the noisy New Year's Eve, was exactly like all the days that belonged to the previous week, like every morning in the world morning. What I want to narrate here has nothing to do with the change of the millennium, no relation, I mentioned it only to place the matter in time.
This is a secret story, of distant people, secret as well, which I wish to present as briefly as possible. First of all, I received a letter initially sent to my publisher and from my publisher’s office it was forwarded by mail to me. I found it along with bills and advertising leaflets inside my home mailbox, which I generally leave unlocked, I have an issue with keys and locks. The keys I carry tire me, but mainly I often lose them with all the troubles that follow when you lose a key. I have a systematic as well as irresistible ease in losing keys, which troubles and bothers me, but that is not the issue now.