Waking up to a new morning. People wake after they are asleep. But he didn't sleep a bit, last night. How could he, after what he went through last night. Nobody can silently see, his or her family, crumbling down like a palace of cards.

He lay on his bed, the whole night, recalling the moments he went through, that night. When the morning arrived, he was the first one to leave the bed, obviously. He got up and looked at his own image at the mirror. He laughed at his own. It didn't bother him anymore. He scratched up the blood clots and washed up his face. The blood stain over the wound, washed away. He didn't like it much. He took Jeanine's blood-Red lipstick, and groomed his scar with that colour.

Jeanine woke up, finding her husband, doing insanity - insanity, which she knew, came from the shock from the death of his mother....and maybe the shock from the death of his father(or shock from killing his father). She wanted to hurry, but couldn't, for her unborn baby. She woke up in pain, both physical and mental, and tried to run towards her husband, and stop him. She dragged him back from the mirror. She rubbed the colour on his scar with her hand. She kissed her husband, and said him that everything was gonna be okay. But Jack knew, nothing was gonna be.

He cried a lot. Jeanine too cried. Maybe his baby cried too, inside her womb. He then got up to sanity, realised that crying would only make him, and his family weak. And then, he cheered his wife, not to cry....as he did minutes ago. He looked at the wall clock. It was already 9:37. He needed to get ready, for office. He hurried Jeanine to make the breakfast. He told Jeanine that he was going to bathe.

He went towards the washroom. Just as he opened the door, he saw the washroom walls painted in blood. Before the sweats of horror could come out of his skin, he slammed and shut the door. And, obviously Jeanine heard it.

Jeanine was preparing the breakfast, putting bread into the toaster, serving the lately-made omelette. Shocked by his action, Jeanine asked, "What happened? Are you okay, baby?" Jack couldn't say what he saw. He just said with an over-weird smile on the face, "Nothin', Dar...da..darling!! I'm f..fa..fa..fine. I just f..forgot to take my..m..m..my......towels". Jeanine said, "Oh!!! They are here... on the chair. Wait!" She turned to her right, spotted the towel on the chair right beside the table. She took it. Threw it towards Jack. His hands trembled. But he managed to catch it. As soon as he saw Jeanine turn around, he gently opened the door, to verify what he saw moments ago. And to his astonishment, the washroom was serene. Blood, huh? There wasn't even a drop of water on the floor...or the walls.

He went in. Put off his clothes. Went under the shower, turned it on, and stood beneath those splashing water. He relieved a bit when cold water touched his head. He refreshed himself. But that relief was just for moments. He had a day to go!! But he knew it wasn't going to be any easy!!

He came out of the shower, with his towel wrapped over his groin. He was okay, feeling all good. He was dressing up for office. It was already time.

But then he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine - a chill, very gloomy, very fearsome. And then, came a sudden pain in the head. Then nausea. Then terrible weakness. And then...

BLACKOUT !!!!!!!!!

And next time, when his eyes opened, he was in Jeanine's lap. Jeanine was tendering his head, while his ear rested right over her womb. He felt, he could hear his yet-to born call him, "Dad! Bye". He jumped up in distress. Jeanine asked, "What happened, Jack? You are really scaring me off, dear. Ohh! No I understand.... But you have to let it go, now! You wouldn't be able to witness your child's birth, if anyone spots the matter out... They'll take you away from me, ignoring our pain, our terror we had to live in", said she, with tears in her eyes at last. Jack calmed himself down, and realised the fact that Jeanine couldn't be let live in pain...she was pregnant, she was going to be the mother of his child. So, pulled Jeanine in his arms, and kissed her tear, that ran over her cheek, and said, "Jeanine, please don't worry! I'll be okay! Jeanine hugged him tightly. They remained in that heart-warming stance for like........ five minutes, or so. Time ran by! Jack kept his eyes shut all this time, while he hugged his dear wife. As he opened his eyes, he saw trouble. The clock in front of him, ticked 10:07. Factory opened at 10:00. He needed to reach office within 10:15. He knew he could'nt make it. But still he took the time to kiss Jeanine in her lips, then her stomach. And then wishing her a good bye, he put on an allergy mask to hide his scar, and made the run. 

He couldn't see anything in his path. Traffic pylons, garbage bins....you name it - He bumped into everyone of them. As he was running through the pavements, he bumped into a wheelchair, and stumbled. A person was on it. He couldn't notice who he was. But he was sure that the person sitting was a "he", probably an old man. That man fell down for the chair. Jack gave a damn! He got up, and started running again, without even looking back. People looked at running Jack surprisingly. People knew him as a good guy. There wasn't any police or any person chasing him, as if he did a robbery! People were shocked upon his ignorance to the old man. Only Jack knew that he was late. For once he thought in a small part of his mind, that the old man might be someone's father. But the next moment his emotions died. Why wouldn't his emotions die?

He reached the factory office. He checked his watch. Unfortunately it was 10:32. He wasn't the only one to be late. Outside the manager's cabin, were a bunch of workers, who were usually late. The cranky manager, came out in a bad mood. He started scolding and cursing the late workers, as he did everyday. But soon, his eyes fell upon Jack, who shook his head and stood at the end of the queue.He approached Jack with an astonished look, because Jack was never late. And so, he started in an anxious tone, that later turned into a furious one, "JACK! Jack! You! Even you! I thought I could expect great things from an employee like you." The workers there, along with Jack were shocked. Jack was punctual. Only being late for one day, cost him these criticisms....this was too much. But the manager didn't stop, "How could you be late? You are never late! Then why today? I shouldn't have expected so much from you, as you are a swine just like the idiots standing beside you." The workers looked at the cranky manager with terror, ad if he was Satan. But Jack saw worse. He saw Adam, his dad. His eyes reddened in anger, tears came out in sorrow.

And still the manager didn't stop. He continued, "You are late by THIRTY... thirty minutes. Do you know what thirty-minutes is? If you don't know the value of time, you should've not come at all. What were you doing all this time?... Banging your mother?"

Yes, the manager crossed the limits.... Jack was shocked by the words oh his boss. But, after... like a picosecond, all his vulnerable emotions turned into rage... the rage with which he stabbed his own father. And yes, he didn't wait! A spade kept nearby 'came handy. He took it and BANG!!! And then, he turned back and left the office. Jack's angry red face turned white in bliss of thrashing the sinister; Manager white skin turned purple on getting the hard blow; and the soiled spade turned red!!! You know why!!!

Jack left the factory. That's the day he started realising that the world he lived in is very cheap and mean. He wanted a change!! While getting out of the factory, he muttered to himself, " the people of this city are infected... by some Acute Others Go-to-Hell Syndrome.... These pigs can't stay a moment not thinking 'bout themselves...Somebody's gonna filter this city!!! Somebody should." He felt so great about  what he did.. like in their today!!! His eyes glistened. Not because for sorrow.... but not only for mama's death.....but also for teaching the manager a just lesson. Suddenly a great thing occurred...be like something or someone was calling.... a breeze started blowing... . There was a song going on somewhere nearby... from some goddamn speakers. He smiled. He felt something from the song. There was some song going on somewhere!!!

It was MJ's "Heal the world"!!!!