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Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Tragedy
[havoc] ranted at 9:13 PM --- Post#5480031893138544025

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to anyone, dead or alive, is entirely unintentional.

Once upon a time, there lived 4 ppl on the same island. Ah chee, Ah tat, Zombie and Shaun. They r gd friends as well as colleagues working for the same company, Company M.. They lead an ordinary life, a life no different frm any other ordinary human being. Just like u or me.

They have big aspirations to achieve in life. Getting credit cards, car, condos, club membership and striking out in their career. In spite of the pathetic monthly pay they received, amounting to $450, these did not hinder the 4 determined men frm achieving their goal. The goal to endless glory and fame.

Of cos, the road to glory was not easy for the 4 men. Tragedy reveals itself in the most hideous form one wd possibly imagine. The 4 of them were caught unprepared by it. The day was 06/06/06. A seemingly daily routine tt turned ugly in the blink of an eye. Ah chee was jogging wif his 3 friends near their residential area. As usual, Chee was leading, throwing the trio behind.

As candid it may sound, a few mins later, the trio spotted Chee. Not at the finishing line, but inside a trench, unconscious and bleeding profusely. Nobody cd explain how the trench came abt, since it doesnt look like its freshly made. The 4 of them haf been living on the island for more den a decade, yet they haf not come across tt trench b4. Its their 1st encounter. The ground around them seems so familiar, but the existence of the trench makes it less so.

"Heck the trench, we gotta rush chee to the nearest hospital. He is losing blood, fast," shouted Tat.

It was as if all of them were somehow connected thru their thoughts. Who cares? There is a more impt task b4 them and they sped off wif chee in the direction of the island's medical centre.

To be continued..



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