She couldn’t believe her eyes. She must be dreaming. Yes, she was dreaming. She pinched herself. It hurt. To her shock, she wasn’t dreaming. It was real. What she saw was the truth. Again, she read the words on the cover. “2010 Diary”.
The “Red Death” had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avator and its seal – the redness and the horror of blood.
