THE HUE

23 years old Liraz opens his eyes in the middle of a large crowd, realizing that all this time his life has been pointless running after futile things chasing something that inevitably leads to a comfortable life. His mind bends over the thought "is that it" not knowing how to do it let alone what to do, he starts beating the suitcase in his right hand on the floor, screaming and roaring like an animal glares straight up in the sky with bloodshot eyes and tight fists. His mind blank vision starts to blacken and the crowd watches quietly as Liraz freezes at his place his voice slowly fading from his wide open mouth and his glare piercing through evening sky.