Markus took a step forward, even that one single step towards the coffin seeming very heavy.
He just couldn't make it in himself to face the coffin or more specifically the body lying inside the coffin.
He took another step, and one more, slowly lessening the gap between him and the coffin, the surrounding sounds fading in background.
Finally a face, pale, eyes closed, looking completely lifeless entered his vision. And he stopped midway.
No matter how much he wanted, he couldn't take another step or even lift his leg for the same.
And he turned back, running out of the mansion, deaf to all the shouts and calls of his family members.
Suddenly the sky turned grey, as dull and dark as his heart was becoming and eventually rain started pouring down.
He just couldn't believe that the person he always looked up to, the person who always stood ramrod straight in front of him was lying lifelessly in a coffin.
