Hastily Buried Corpse

 

 

The underground realm is always dominated by the spooky stillness of the everlasting pitch-black darkness.

 

 

 

His greatest fear!

 

 

 

He cannot see, hear, or even breathe, except forcefully inhales the suffocating dusty blackness.

 

 

 

It is the harrowing death for sure!

 

 

 

But he is still able to breathe faintly, and hear his rapid aghast breath.

 

 

 

He is still able to grope and feel the surroundings, which means he still possesses the essence of life for sure.

 

 

 

It doesn't take an extended period of time until he realizes that he is buried alive, and now he lies deep in his grave.

 

 

 

No one has ever cared about him on the surface of the earth, why should anyone feel strong concern for him now.

 

 

 

It's so dark, his body shivers in the dreadful cold, and his panicked scream echoes only in his ears.

 

 

 

In this tight confinement, his lungs are not able to expand fully, and his slow upcoming death becomes unquestionably real.

 

 

 

He keeps screaming and yelling, but to no avail.

 

 

 

He becomes unimaginably paranoid, and keeps thinking about his family's hatred and indifference,

 

 

 

which are the main reasons for his premature burial here.

 

 

 

In his delusions of persecution, in his mind's eyes, the distribution of his inheritance among his heirs haunts him while he still screams in horrific fear.

 

 

 

His unshakable conviction in the conducted celebration of the economic victory of his heirs, while he falls prey to this unspeakable horror here,

 

 

 

infuriates him and intensifies his yelling and his wail.

 

 

 

His paranoid feelings worsen, and it dawns on him that his mean family must have chosen the cheapest coffin that could ever be bought on earth,

 

 

 

and put his neglected body in it here.

 

 

 

and that means the coffin might get broken easily!

 

 

 

He used to suffer a great deal of neglect and marginalization in the midst of his careless and loveless family,

 

 

 

and now it is time to put his lifelong paranoid feelings to the test, and try his last chance under the earth here.

 

 

As soon as he extends his legs a little and delivers a weak kick to the bottom of his coffin,

 

 

 

the coffin begins to collapse easily, and he begins to make his way towards the surface of the earth.

 

 

 

Definitely, no words can describe his happiness now,

 

 

 

and also no words can describe his pride in the stinginess of his family,

 

 

 

and his deep admiration for his lifelong paranoid fears.