He had to cut it. The ends were skorched, some gone completely, some in such ridiculous shape even he couldn't show them in public.

It could be worse. Rosenkreuz agents usually took much more.

Red strands were spread all over the floor and he felt much lighter. He almost couldn't recognise himself in a mirror. This was a fresh new start. Maybe he should colour it again.

Frafarello was gone for good, now Nagi was gone too and Crawford…

»Would you get out of the bathroom already! I have to take a piss!«

…Was still as present as ever. Schuldig smiled.

END