Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 | Page 92

I woke up that night at 3:00 am and I am starting to get the feel that I will not live another day. I get up
and I use all my energy I have left to write a letter to my wife, but even writing a word is hard. I barely
write a sentence before I fall of my chair on to the ground, where I hear unearthly screams and people
crying, however these sounds, sound very familiar and then I realise who it is, but before anything else
happens I fall unconscious on the ground.
Three days pass and I am still unconscious and I am still haunted by the screams I hear from far away.
That was when I suddenly feel something plunge into my heart and I know it is the end.
If you ever see this, tell my family I love them and that I am sorry.