I can feel it,the nighmare approaches stealthily. It is just there, beside the door, secretely observing me with a wicked eye. It is a particular type of cunning monster which patiently waits for the right moment to let one sink into chaos. It is a blood-thirsty creature that attaques its prey unmercifully. I can see it, coming in a determined manner in my direction. Determined to make me thole ? I don't really kow, this is beyond me. Out of a blue, all starts to collapse in my mind, the stupefaction caused by the uncertainty of death makes me turn turtle. My destiny now resides within its own hand, what will i become ? I can see the rest of my life flashed before my eyes; my plenitudes, my sorrows, my uprisings.. I desperately close my eyes, if it was my fate to die horrendously,then let it be...