I stood there. Immobile. Hands along my body, barely shuttering, like a reassuring whisper: « You are still alive. »
Standing in front of me, thousands of hollow eyes piled together like a kaleidoscope of melting flesh. I could see millions pieces of corpses. Their pupil staring at me.
My heart jumped in my throat, ready to plead for forgiveness in front of their accusatory stare.
I panicked. My frightened hands shuttered more. I barely breathed. « What culprit was I? » I thought, « Did I offense their virtue by plunging my obscene gaze in their misery?
I could see the imposing mountain made of eyes approaching. Suddenly. Its gaping maw opened. Ready to devour. And I stood there. And...