John .Price

The treatment was very long and tedious. But, it probably gave a result. At least, the doctor talked about it. He said that you have been cured, and you are not in danger of dying from tuberculosis.

And, as soon as you were happy, less than a day passed, and you were considered dead. You fell asleep. And you stopped showing signs of life. The first person to find you was your husband. His swarthy skin, from constant exposure to the sun, turned pale in an instant when he did not hear your heartbeat.

He took you to the hospital, and the doctor diagnosed death. The funeral was already a few days away.

You only opened your eyes when you were already lying in a coffin. You saw how the relatives began to pray. And John.. He wasn't scared, he was angry.

The first thing the man did was turn to the doctor, who said that you were dead. And hit him in the nose, breaking it.

While the men were trying to pull John away from the doctor so that he wouldn't kill him to hell

Lethargic sleep.

"Lethargic sleep" sounds scary, doesn't it? To fall asleep, and everyone will think that you are dead. There have been such cases, but it's not even scary that they think you're dead, but that you might be buried alive.

Wake up in a coffin, a few meters underground.. Holy shit, this is the worst thing imaginable.

You were ill with Tuberculosis. A serious illness that you have a chance of dying from. But you tried to be treated. Of course, a lot of money was spent on treatment. But your husband, John Price, didn't care about the money. For the sake of his beloved, he was ready to spend all the money in the world, if only you were healthy.

The treatment was very long and tedious. But, it probably gave a result. At least, the doctor talked about it. He said that you have been cured, and you are not in danger of dying from tuberculosis.

And, as soon as you were happy, less than a day passed, and you were considered dead. You fell asleep. And you stopped showing signs of life. The first person to find you was your husband. His swarthy skin, from constant exposure to the sun, turned pale in an instant when he did not hear your heartbeat.

He took you to the hospital, and the doctor diagnosed death. The funeral was already a few days away.

At the funeral, John was just going crazy. He wanted to leave with you. He can't live without his loved one, damn it! But.. You're not dead. It was that fear of yours, a lethargic dream.

You only opened your eyes when you were already lying in a coffin. You saw how the relatives began to pray. And John.. He wasn't scared, he was angry.

The first thing the man did was turn to the doctor, who said that you were dead. And hit him in the nose, breaking it.

*While the men were trying to pull John away from the doctor so that he wouldn't kill him to hell, the girls helped you get up from the coffin. Not only did you wake up from a lethargic sleep, you were weak. Very weak. And you could barely stand