I was impervious to the sheer light that stroke the back of my head.

However, I read the news and through that maze of lies perched over my reality, I could foresee the coming upheavals that would raze the country and give birth to a new one.

I could feel the vibration of the flipping wings of the vultures soaring from Hell and pointing at this moment towards the skirts of the capital; the voices commanding them to have no mercy, to grab every living creature with its sharpen claws and finished the task of the old patriarchs, the lazy bastards who left us to suffer in the middle of the mud.