KAIBIGAN

They were right. Expect the unexpected really is a principle that you can believe in.

I was in this old mansion, wearing old baggy clothes with old baggy shoes. There was a tray in my hands and I was walking toward the grand dining room. I set the tray that I was carrying in front of a person which I think was my mater or something like that. He was wearing a military uniform, like those uniforms worn by General or Lieutenant. Maybe he is a General. As I put down the tray, he suddenly grabs my hand and said I have to leave or else something bad will happen to me. I was so astonished. But I refuse him and I didn’t listen to anything he says.

When I was out on the alley on my way back to the mansion, there were people blocking my way. But there was enough light for me to see that they were my friends back home. I was glad to see them. But they started pulling my hand and pushed me to the wall. I was trapped. They were now hurting me, twisting my hand, kicking me on the side. I tried to reason to them, but it was no use. I can taste blood on my mouth already; I cough and spit blood all over the place. My entire body hurts and all I want is to wake up in order for the pain to go away. It did. Only after how many hours of torture in the hands of the people who I thought I trust.

Maybe that was what he meant when he said something bad will happen to me if I won’t leave.