Supersesses

4. Going back?

At present…

Lucio. The incident is still clearly remembered.

Whatisthis? Why am I wearing this bracelet? Wasn't this bracelet given when I was about to leave for Venice to shoot?

But why can I wear it?

Doesn't that mean it's not a dream?

What date is it now?

Lucio immediately put on his shirt and ran out of the room, approaching Ciro who was still in the kitchen room.

"Ciro! What date is it now?" I asked with a panicked face.

Ciro was surprised by his sudden arrival.

"You really surprised me!" mutilate. The man was busy making the table for them to eat breakfast.

"Say what date it is!" hatch Lucio.

"Fifteen January."

"What?"

Lucio was silent without a word.

Fifteen? January? It was the same date when Ciro gave the scenario from Mr. Ilario and I accepted it. Then the next month, in February, Ciro and I went shopping and met the man who gave me this bracelet.

If this bracelet is in my hand…

Does that mean…

I go back in time?

...*...

"You're really why? Since then your attitude has been really strange. I don't understand what's wrong with you today" Ciro said as she offered him a glass of water.

Lucio grabbed and gulped it slowly. The man was silent for a moment like a person who had just been hypnotized.

"There's nothing. My mind was just a little messed up because of the dream I had," he muttered in excuses.

"the dream? Any more?" ask Ciro not to believe it. Lucio just pressed his shoulders slowly.

Lucio was silent again. His mind floated, recalling what had just happened.

Do I really go back in time? I go back to a time where I haven't received an offer to play in that movie?

If that's true, how can it be? How can I go back to the past all of a sudden?

What's more, does all this make sense?

Lucio is busy with his daydreams, while Ciro has now moved back to the bar table, picking up some dishes for their breakfast.

"It's the first time you've been so sensitive about dreams" Ciro commented as he placed the plate in his hand on the table.

Lucio's attention turned to him who had just spoken.

"Ciro!"

"Yes?"

"May I ask you something?"

"Just ask, you don't have to ask permission. What do you want to ask?"

Lucio raised his hand until it made the bracelet in his grasp visible. "Do you remember this bracelet?"

"Well, nice bracelet. Where'd you get it from? The design is simple but good."

Lucio frowned. "You don't remember?"

"When am I wearing this bracelet?"

"I don't remember. Besides, as I remember, this is the first time I've seen you wear a bracelet." Ciro puts his shoulders.

Lucio was really shocked. "Really you don't remember? I got this bracelet from a guy who met me by accident while we were at the clothing store. When we were shopping the need to shoot. Remember?"

"Haha, what are you talking about? Which shooting? Six months ago? When buying the needs of that time, I bought everything myself. You'll be busy working on your role for the movie you're working on. Besides you didn't go to the shopping mall with me. Then after filming the movie and some commercials are done, you'll also decide to rest for three months."

"Not at that time! But when we were about to shoot for the film that was produced by Mr. Ilario."

"You're getting slacker. The filming you're talking about hasn't even started yet. I just brought the screenplay!"

I guess something is wrong. That means... Am I really going back in time? And what I'm going through isn't a dream?

I was dead, and suddenly came back to life. But in a state of going back to the past.

How could? Does all this make sense?

For now, there is only one way to know the truth.

Lucio's speechless. The focus shifted to the scenario brought by Ciro earlier.

"I'll accept the movie's offer!"

"Eh?"

...*...

Blam it!

Ciro sits in the driver's seat. He looked back, where Lucio was sitting while watching the tablet screen in his grasp. He was checking the schedule they would do all day.

"Have you brought everything?" lucio asked as he looked up at Ciro.

"As I remember it all, there's nothing we have to bring anymore. There's not too much stuff to carry anyway, is there? Today all we do is get acquainted with others while reading the scenario so that later it is not too awkward. Only after that, we'll be even busier in preparation for filming."

"Yes, you're right."

"All right, let's go!" Ciro put up his seatbelt and drove his car away from Lucio's magnificent courtyard.

A month had passed, ever since despair had caught up with him. Ciro finally confirmed to Ilario's side that the actor agreed to accept the offer to play in the film he worked on.

So far everything has gone according to my predictions. Everything really happened like I did.

The only difference here is when I shop. There, I did not meet the man who had given me this bracelet.

Why didn't I meet him? Is it possible because I've been wearing her bracelet since the beginning, that's why she didn't show up?

But to not popping it makes me even more curious. I wonder who exactly that man is, and what exactly is this bracelet he gave me?

Is this really the magic bracelet that got me back in time?

Lucio was silent looking at the bracelet that was now coiled around his wrist. There are a lot of questions about what happened. But none of those events had the answer.

...*...

The car they were riding stopped at an empty parking lot available there.

Elvera stepped down first. Then followed by beautiful high-bodied women with white skin typical of Europeans in general.

"Remember to activate your number! You always disappear and it's hard for me to find!" elvera told Giorgio. The man who became the woman's personal driver.

"Alright, I understand," he said with a slightly riled face. The man looked fed up because Elvera had been too chatty ever since.

"All right, let's go inside." Elvera turned to focus on the woman who became the actor.

"Come on!" sahut Analija. The woman walked gracefully towards the front door with Elvera the manager walking beside her while focusing on the tablet screen she was carrying.

Arriving inside the Lui Entertainment building, they immediately approached the reception desk and inquired about where they would be meeting for their soon-to-be-initiated film project.

...***...