On the ground in the dark, oh dear God. Can you feel it? Sucking out life and blood. A greedy mouth. I can feel it. Close my eyes, try to sleep. He’s still there. Can you feel it? My blood flows now, on the ground. A sick man. My blood flows now, in his mouth. Kissing a flesh wound. Escape is once. A second chance is my last. Can you feel it? Frozen now. Not a sound. Blood flows out. I can feel it. Close my eyes to pray for sleep. He’s still there. Can you feel it? What can I do now? He says «run». I can still remember waking from this dream. I wish I could go back to sleep… to
