Visual Trigger

Before Sally’s eye stand so many people queuing up in a row, looking expressionless. All of them seem to be in deep thought. Just when Joseph tries to recall what happen to her, she felt a sharp pain in her head. She presses her head with both hands to stop the pain but to no avail. Suddenly, she realizes that her hands are full of blood.
Sally was a college student; one of the few who top the whole cohort. Things took a dive after she met Phillip, the man whom she thought is the perfect prince. When he was wooing her, words that came out of his mouth always sounded so sweet. Every time they went for a date, Phillip would bring her a rose. What could be more romantic than that?

Things took a turn after they married. When his company fired Phillip, he came home drunk. He tripped over the vase near the door. The vase smashed into pieces. Sally rushed out of her room. She combed Phillip’s hair using her fingers and gave him a hug. Phillip pushed her away and started swearing at her. Sally was dumbfounded, he never swears. Phillip sunk into the sofa. Sally bent down in front of him, held his hand and asked him what happened. Phillip did not answer. Sally went on to ask if he got fired. Phillip snapped. He gave Sally’s face a solid punch, sending her falling hard on the floor. Sally clutched her face with her fingers in pain, however she did not make any noise. Her vision blurred as tears were flowing uncontrollably. She just silently watched Phillip falling asleep on the sofa.

Ever since that day, Phillip became a hot-tempered guy, no longer like the old Phillip. He drank everyday and started smoking. Every night, he would come home at 1 am. When Sally said she is worried for him and started saying lots of stuffs, Phillip just shout for her to shut up. If she went on nagging, Phillip would give her a tight slap on her face. The slap became harder each time but Sally did not hate him. She told herself that this is love.
One day, Phillip came home, not alone, but with a woman. They were both drunk. They were cuddling each other and laughing away. When Sally shouted at Phillip, he just kicked Sally away. Sally cried and hugged Phillip’s leg. He pulled Sally by her hair and threw her away. Sally hit the edge of the glass table and went unconscious. Phillip did not even take a look at sally, he brought the woman into his room and started making love.

Next morning, Phillip woke up to find a gun just a few millimeters away from his eyes. Sally was trembling while holding it.
“What are you trying to do?! Put that down!” Phillip shouted in fear.
“Do you still love me! I can’t take this anymore!” Sally cried.
Phillip had nothing to say. Sally put her finger around the trigger. Phillip shouts as he shuts his eyes.
“Bang!” the gun went.
Blood splattered everywhere.

“Next please!” a distant voice disrupted the thoughts of Sally.
Sally walks up in front of a bright glowing circle.
“Little girl, what do you want to reincarnate into?” a towering shadow shouted.
Sally touches her forehead, struggles for a while and smiles.
“Can I become the sky?” She asked.
“How dare you! What reason do you have!” the shadow grunted.
“For I want to watch over my husband forever, and make sure that he is fine.” Sally said.
The shadow gave her a nod.
Sally closes her eyes and walked into the bright circle.


One Response to “Visual Trigger”

  1. This is not a Greek tragedy in the way that there’s dramatic irony inherent in the story. It would’ve been a classic Greek tragedy if the reason why Philip became who he was was because of her. Maybe she wanted him to spend more time with her, thus reducing his time at work and getting him fired. Then throughout the story, you show that she always wants him to be close to her but ironically, this drives him away, and then you escalate the story from there to either he leaves her or she kills him and goes to jail, either way, it’s her causing her own downfall. Classic Greek tragedy device.

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