Tragedy

He opened the book which he just borrowed from the library, a book with a tattered cover and broken letters in its title. But three letters were visible: TRA....He opened to the first chapter and read on. 

Sitting beside him is his uncle with a 7-day old baby in his hands, a short figure is pouring wine into glass behind them. She is their maid who is always sloven and will never stop fidgeting at any task. A ceiling fan is swishing furiously while his uncle is shaking his head to a hip hop song with the baby clasped in his hand. To respond to the fast beat, he suddenly throws the baby up into the air, fresh blood rains as the fan cuts the baby into slices. The glass falls from the maid as she remembers what she put on the cooker in the kitchen. The horrified uncle slips on the shattered glass on the floor and his throat is slit by the sharp edge of the glass. The cooker in the kitchen catches fire and burns the kitchen first before escaping to raze the whole building.

He could not read further. He closed the book, guzzled a glass of wine on the table. He caressed the cheek of the baby before greeting his uncle and the maid a good night.