Falling of the Angels (Chapter III : Silent Assassin)

Chapter III : Silent Assassin

Tuesday, 09.00 AM

He is wake up suddenly with sweat over his body. That was a creepy nightmare i ever through, he think. He jump off the bed and walk to the bathroom. He is looking to the mirror and surprised with the way of mirror shows what he looked like. Oh my...what is this? He wipe a red liquid covering his neck and smell it. It's blood! He recognized it. With a shaking hands he turn the valve and wipe the blood liquid covering his whole neck with water. He look down to the waste water which coloured red by blood, suddenly the memory of his nightmare is flashing inside his head...


It's me...it's your Mom..can you hear me?
Then a sound of gun...
Blood spreading to walls, floor, and to his face...

Now he held a knife on his left hand...
People arround him walking croudly to him...
Their eyes open but stare him...blankly..
One of them walking to him while trying to pull off the small knife from his chest...no blood drain out from it..


He get up from the bathroom floor. His head feels like blow off his body. How can i... 
He shook his head, grapping his back head and pull his hair. Hoping this old trick could reduce his pain inside his head. But it won't.
He walk down to the kitchen and take an aspirin. He drink it rush with a warm water. Feel better. I have to go to hospital, he think. He walk up back to bathroom and take a bath. A waste water under his foot is somehow still coloured red, but he didn't see it.