Journey in dreams pt. 5

I was leaving the hospital after the night shift. Fresh coldness of the air greeted me at the door. There wasn't much snow on the ground, but it was frozen. Everyone was in a hurry to get to a warmer place. I drew near to the passage under the bridge, and I had to make way for the people coming ahead as there wasn't much room. Those faces were grim and held an air of seriousness and disgust about them. Every pair was carrying a stretcher with a dead, injured body of a naked young woman on it for post mortem examinations. Every witness was taken a step or two aback. And they kept coming, like a river down the valley.

Those bodies that someone has taken away the flame are now on display, and we're digging in their secrets; nowhere to hide.