It was on the edge of her eyesight but once she moved her body around, it also moved around, so, no matter how she moved her body, it didn’t make any difference. She, therefore, couldn’t capture it at any time. Even though it usually moved straight down from the bedroom to the living room, once it saw her, it couldn’t be in the middle of the corridor and moved along the wall back to where it came from. It was hard to tell its shape because, at least for her, it seemed to be growing there and there. Like a small animal, sometimes it impatiently moved back and forth in the same place. It was as if it forgot what it forgot but still went to the spot it lost. Those suspicious behaviors were forgotten by people even if they were done in front of them and it usually became part of the landscape. One day, she couldn’t move her arm, so she went to the hospital. The doctor then started explaining how muscles are connected, so she decided to give herself to the doctor. That was how she got her lenses wiped. In the end, the doctor held out his hand, his slightly wrinkled skinned hand – see, look at this — to show a creature moving its slimy legs around.
