His hands slide down his face, he jumped,
startled by the sight of his sister Rosa standing in front of him.

Water from the pool, dripped from her hair and dress, pooling around her feet.
Her face, stark white, drained of any expression.
She spoke, I forgive you Marcel”.

I’m sorry Rosa, so sorry, he reached out to touch her,
she faded slowly out of his sight.
Rosa, he cried.
Everything started to fade.

Being a prominent family in the community,
There was never a question,to whether it had been accidental or intensional.

Darkness came once again.
noiseless, not even ringing in his ears.
Like absence of life itself.
Unwilling to open his eye’s,
He pleaded, Please God, stop this.

I’m losing my mind.
I have gone insane?
No! He closed his eye’s tighter,
I am Marcel M. Sanista,
I am of sound mind and body he repeated.

Sanista open your eye’s the voice commanded.

This is a nightmare, I must wake up now.
I need… to wake up now!

He slowly opened his eye’s.