“We should leave, hijo.” My lolo’s voice echoed in my head while I am looking at my blood-stained, trembling hands.
“No. I’ll stay!” I insisted, shaking my head and taking a step away from him. Hindi ko alam kung bakit gusto kong manatili e kami lang namang dalawa ang tao sa lugar. “I’ll stay,” dagdag ko sa pahinang boses. “I will never leave this place.”
“We should go,” my lolo emphasized, grabbing me by the shoulder and pulling me away.
“No! No!” I screamed, trying to free myself from his grip but he held me so tightly. “Lolo, no!”
I screamed and screamed until the whole place turned pitch black. And as light started to spread, a blank, white ceiling welcomed me.
“A dream?” bulong ko. Napakunot ang noo ko bago ako tumingin sa paligid, and there I saw my lolo sitting comfortably wi
