An earthquake...
Debris falls
People in chaos like rats scattering everywhere
Nurses shouting, "Dont panik! Dont panik!"
Medical supplies cover most of the ground
Wheel chairs rolling everywhere
Patients with IV still connected in them clash to the walls
Flourescent lamps dangle from the ceiling
sparks of electricity...
the ground separates..
A hit on my head

a moment of dreadful darkness

and then...

consciousness...

My eyes open

The morgue

Beside me lies the cold, rotting, ashen and seemingly moist body of my grandmother
her face inches beside mine
eyes white, shrunken and decaying
hands clenched on her chest and shaking
her expression yearning for help
a sharp pain in my heart
my eyes close, breathing retaliates, the pounding stops...


The sound of rain rattles from the ceiling. The air cool and comfortable. I feel moisture on my pillow. It was a dream. The same dream that haunted me for some time now. I dont know what it means...