The Never Ending Nightmare (extract from The Repercussions of Tomas D)
At the window he can hear the bombers getting closer now, almost overhead. The night air shaking with the sound of their massive engines. Now comes the terrible shriek of the high explosive bombs. Falling over the city and docks. He realises he must run, save himself. But he doesn't move. Even though he knows one bomb will fall any second now. The one that completely destroys his house. He wills himself to stay.
He remembers all the details. The shelter is packed with anxious people. There's always a girl in a blue smock with a runny nose. A policeman who will soon have his head split open. Some man plays the harmonica. The air is stale and filled with dread. Hundreds of eyes swivel upwards to the brick ceiling, hoping the deadly bomb won't fall.
It's only a nightmare after all. In a moment he will wake choking, his nostrils filled with brick dust and the smell of freshly spilled blood. The bomb is coming. He closes his eyes. He is ready.
Tomas hears the shriek as the bomb rips through the night and he knows he will die once more. Last thing he would remember would be the pages on wall calendar curling and bursting into flames. Somehow he knows that bomb is aimed at him. Whether he goes to the shelter or stays at home, it will always find him ... more