I immediately called Dana Draskovic to ask her to use her authority and make sure that an ambulance be sent immediately. I knew from previous murders that ambulances usually take half an hour to show up on the scene. My horror turned into pain. Until then, I was in agony, I had hope. You know, it's not only the consciousness about death, it is consciousness about evil.
Nothing destroys human life so horribly like a loss of hope in renewal.
It is impossible to accept that the divine spark is extinguished when a pathological mind sends two professional murderers who fire 17 bullets, from behind. That is an encounter with a metaphysical evil, with people who are convinced they have divine attributes and can erase human lives. I dream about Slavko a lot. The world of the dead is not fearful for me. He still lives inside me.