"I told you I would kill you" Ruby said it like it didn't mean anything. Her face was smeared with blood, only her eyes weren't affected, her hands grabbing a kitchen knife that moved more like a dagger, it looked like she had buried it in his heart and pulled it out again. Her feet were soaked in bloody red. There was a look of relief on her face.

Metres away, Mr Timberlake was staring at her, his hands flying over his mouth. He ran straight past her, inside the room. "Didn't I tell you to numb her? Why didn't you give her her dose? Now she's killed someone!" He grabbed the shirt of the man opposite him and he struggled to free himself from his grasp.

Ruby shook her head, dropped the knife, knelt on the cold, hard floor and said, "I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to kill you.

I am sorry"



THE END

THEN

When well-wishers rushed us to the hospital that night. Almost 12am



The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am.

The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of

EPILOGUE