Still moves swiftly for an old man
He has time to think.
This, his last thought.
Interrupted by a hot flash of pain over one ear.
For an instant, black to stark white.
Not falling, collapsing.
New pain, everywhere yet nowhere specific.
Quickly numbing, distant, forgotten.
Faint echoes of screaming, sobbing.
Carrying no meaning.
A dark room grows darker.