darkness fallssilence embeds
vacuum surrounds
breathing stops
struggle felt
response unheard
blood dripped
body stayed
one thought
one question
one light
never heard
never answered
never again
why me?
I guess most of have heard of the incident that happened in Germany recently. A teenager had shot dead several teachers and students in his former school. Eventually, taking his own life with a gun that he had stoled from his Dad's shop. Police are investigating the matter, but with the death of the suspect, the situation has become cumbersome. The teenage was said to be a quiet and good person.
Thinking back of the incident last night, I imagined myself to be in school with a couple of people in the gymnasium. Moments later, a boy enters the entrance, draws out something black and polished and fires aimlessly. The glass doors and walls shatter with every shot he triggers. He didn't seem like he had a target to hit, but the people around me are tainted with red blood and lying motionlessly on the ground.
I hid myself behind a wall. With every breath I took, I have difficult controlling the next. I am panting. I am panting really heavily. Is this due to all the workout? Or is it something else? I smell death. I feel lost. The signs in front of me have all gone swirly and everything is spiraling.
I have to run. And I know I have to run. But what if my next step places my eyes in front of an invisible nail that drills a hole through my skull. Maybe I should stay and hide myself away from him. Or maybe...
"I make the decision. I am going to run. I have to."
Open my eyes and standing in front of me I see him. For a short moment, I saw a reaper holding a scythe in his right arm, placing the blade right above my forehead. He seems lonely, lost. Something seems to be bothering him, but he just won't tell. But one thing for sure, he is thirsty for something. He looks selfish. He isn't playing fair. Bang!
I can't figure out what was it. Did a car accident happen? Has someone come to salvage the situation?
Everything in front of me became blurred and out of proportion. I am not looking straight. Somehow my vision rotated 90 degrees clockwise. Darkness pitched in and silence is the only thing I can hear. I feel light as if every matter around me were vacuumed away by a gigantic vacuum cleaner. My breathing became easier. There is no heavy panting, there is no gasping. There is no air flow.
I try to move and want to shout. But none responded. My forehead feels wet. Maybe it is just sweat or maybe it is ... I feel like sleeping. I really want to sleep.
"Welcome to News 5 tonight. Good evening everyone, this is Gabriel Tan."
"Earlier this afternoon, a teenage shot dead several teachers and students in his former school. Eventually, taking his own life with a gun that he had smuggled in. Police are investigating the matter, but with the death of the suspect, the situation has become cumbersome. The teenage was said to be a quiet and good person."
"Would I ever know the reason behind my death?"
"Are you satisfied with your master piece?"
"Why did you decide to play selfish and ended our lives in your hands?"
"You didn't mention anything. You didn't show anything. Where should we begin?"
For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. But somehow everything felt real. I could sense, just somehow. Not breathing. Not hearing anything. Is this death?