• The sky so clear and high above them it rised. The soft grass, tickeling their naked toes. Their hand clunged together tight, A light brezze runnig through their hair. Dazzling smiles.

    “We’ll be together forever.”

    The last beams of the downgoing sun, embellish thier day just a moment longer.

    “I’ll never let you go.”

    For houers they stolled around on the meadow. But soon slept the sun and a gasping coold night embraces them. The stars twinkle, but it’s a terrifying, dreadful light. Their hands suddenly getting wett and warm, stickly.

    One of the boy glances down and sees a red thick substance from his friends arm, colouring theiy hand red and, it’s ceeping up to his elbow, he tries to pull away as the panic raises in his heart.

    He tear and pulls, but the blood is like glue, holding them together. Their fingers melting together together, they are as one now, his friends hand, becomes his own. The blood his friend loses, is his own lose of blood. His pain, becomes his own.

    The friend turns around to face him, and as they stare into each others eyes, his friend grews white, as if the shadown of death left a mark forever, and way to early in the young boys face.

    “I’ll never let you go.”

    He says and his mouth is crawling whit fat worms.
    --

    Koto wakes up in terror-mixt panic. He sits straight up in his bed, and strokes away a few bangs from his eye whit thrembeling hands.

    He’s covered whit stickly coldsweat and his breath is fast ans unseady. The fright refuses to let go of him. His friends words echos in his head,

    “I’ll never let you go.”

    The reality hits him lika a punch in the stomach, makes him once again lose his breath. He leans foward, hiding his face in his still shaking hands,

    “I’ll never let you go.”

    And he starts to cry violent, there in the night. He wails high and let the tears stream down his cheks.

    Damn it’s merciless, it’s so terrible merciless.