There was childish funky music in the background, the voices of the children singing. It seemed to be a kid show's performance song. They were singing about going to the farm and what they would find.
However, it was nothing but a haunting memory within the darkness that plagued him.
He opened his eyes and saw nothing around him. He felt the floor underneath him… and the pain that roared all over his body. A groan escaped his lips, only for him to persevere in getting to his feet. His eyes then zeroed in on a light show meters away.
His hand reached out to draw the black curtain, and he found himself watching kids dance on the stage, with their animal sock puppets still wrapping their dominant hands.
When they started singing about the goat and how it ate to its fill all the time, a slight smirk came to his lips. That was right. He and that man had become goats that only knew how to eat. Even when he was facing death, he still thought of eating.
