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Where am I? Where’s Askal? Mr. Senator? Carla?
I’m in this really dark place, so dark I can’t see my hands. What happened? Are we dead? Didn’t we make it to the end of the passage? Or did Carla leave me to die?
Last thing I remember was Carla’s face very close to mine, the searing pain, the loud sound of the Black Nazarene moving, gunshots from the other room. And I also remember fainting.
I hear footsteps.
“Kawawa ka naman. Nag-iisa, walang naiin-tindihan. Nasa inang bayan pero di maintindihan ang nanay niya. Bakit ba kase wala kang interes aralin ang
Filipino dati? E di sana madali lang buhay mo ngayon, di yung nganga ka.”
“Dad?”
No response.
Same as my last dream. All voices, no images. This dream feels pretty lucid though. The fact that I’m able to think this clearly is fre
