003. Ouroboros

 In the fading sunset Amrit sat on the floor against the wall.  


The indigestion had not eased, in fact it felt worse, despite vomiting that pizza.  


Backache.  


He tried to breathe deeply, evenly; it was never this much effort.  


Brain fog, sweat.  It’s so hot.


Just close your eyes and try to get more oxygen.  Tightness gripped his chest, his entire body.


In the darkness he thought could see a distant light, he was moving unbidden in that direction.  This felt more physical than mental.  Strange.


Suddenly the light dazzled, he cried out.


“Congratulations Mrs. Thomes, it’s a beautiful boy”.


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