On the 84th day, I was going to Roquefort. I went out on the road when it was completely dark. No stars, no moon, only thick blackness. I walked along the road hardly seeing it’s edge. I could rarely see spot of light in this darkness. It grew up as as I walked forward, it became a glow, finally for a moment, it was blinding light as lonely car passed by and again … black around me and silence.