His eyes were still closed but he can already hear voices from afar. He heard footsteps coming in his direction but he's too tired to face that way. He tried to feel his body, it hurts. His chest is hurting that he would not like to move an inch from where he is lying. He slowly opened his eyes and he saw a blanket of stars. He's stunned. Awed of the magnificent beauty of the black midnight sky. He felt the cold breeze of the night air with the scent of grass dews. Crickets chirp from somewhere and owls coo from a treetop.
"Am I in heaven?" He managed to give a sigh of relief. "That would be great." He said in a coarse voice. He felt the things weighing him slowly dissipate in thin air.
The footsteps became louder and suddenly, then it stopped. He turned his head in the direction of the
