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Shattered walls, broken tiles, screaking stools…with dust.
Dust up the surface of the dimly-lit light-bulb which, monotonous and flat, went on and off when I was sitting below endeavoring my schoolwork…
Dust down the chamber of the dreadly-heated fireplace which, monotonous and flat, turned on and off when I was preparing the porridge with what ingredients I could collect for the whole family…
Dust on the humidity and tenebrosity of the corner where the pair of eyes chilling always were on a watch for me.
Raindrops of years dripping, I did not at all get used to the way this pair of eyes were monitoring me until one day the owner of such corpse lights made his howl of heaviness. A blast of wind chilling when a colossus hand-shaped manipulator full of fluffy hairs grasped my neck, retracted and dragged me near him or her, for I caught a scary glimpse of an aged woman’s face, wrinkled, and scared by a macrostoma crimson like that of a basin where blood were filled to the brim…
“Help, save me…Help!”
Waking up with a start, I found myself choking with sweats all over in bed.
“Phew, it’s the third time in a row this week.”
Lately, I have been haunted by this ghost of yesterday. This ain’t a nightmare, no no, but the actual reality that occurred to me, all flowing eternally in the hurtful yesterday, which would never ever fade away from my being.
Ring ring ring…
Aye, there goes the ring, again.
I don’t wanna answer phones lately, but I drag my legs along to pick up the receiver, I feel like a change of air, I feel like getting out of bed for a kind of change for all.
“Can I speak to Doctor Lee?” voice from the other end of line.
“Aye.” I murmured.
“Sorry to bother you on weekends, but the thing is, there is a patient that needs to be operated on in an urgent manner…”
“Don’t bother me, I have my right to enjoy my rest on the weekends…”
Before I finish, there the voice from the other end of line bombards me again.
“The patient’s a VIP, whose parents would like me to let you know that their surname is Rose…”
“Wait a sec, is the patient’s name Jennifer Rose?”
“Precisely, sir.”
“Be right back.”
To be continued
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