AT MK'S RESIDENT
"Honey why are you walking to and fro. It's giving me headache. What happened?"
"I'm trying to reach Jude but I can't. I think everything has gone wrong."
"Come on honey stop pacing. It won't solve anything. You're making me dizzy."
Patricia, Mr Mk's wife, narrowed her eyes slightly, wincing at the pain in her head.
"I'm sorry, love. I'm just so worried. Jude's not answering. I can't access anyone."
"But what did you mean everything has gone wrong?"
"I can feel it. There's fire on the mountain."
"What did you mean? Who did you offend? Honey talk to me."
"Nothing, nothing." Mr. Mk replied, waving his hand dismissively.
"Tell me," Mrs. Patricia pressed, concern etched on her face. "You're scaring me."
Mr. Mk's eyes seemed to gaze into the distance.
"The fire on the mountain...it's a warning. Danger is coming."
Mrs Patricia's grip on her husband's hand tightened.
"Who's coming for us? What have you done?"