Valdo face was Death accompanied by the patter of nurses' rubber-soled shoes marching briskly along. The smell of antiseptic solution. A gurney wheel, in need of oil, squeaking rhythmically as he was rushed past. Starchy white sheets, and the sharp and angular shapes of nurses headdresses. his body revolted against the crisp order in violent expulsions of browns, greens, and yellows he was weak and could only speak to himself ''Someone has died. Of this, I am certain. I know it because I always know it. As I lie here alone in this big, empty bed and listen to the rain, I remember it as it returns to me, this feeling, this dread, skittering up and down my throat with a thousand lit tle legs. It settles in my stomach like a great stone, a solid, sickening weight. It is rancid in its heaviness and unmistakable in its familiarity. Someone has died" He never knew it was his body he could see lifeless without understanding the situation.
He could not understand what was happening and how it began.
he saw a man in black who called him and told him to follow him, there he followed the man and he was thought how to take the form of different creature and also take the flesh of man.