Death of the Horses


I saw something that I wished I hadn’t.

It started when I went out shopping for the coming typhoon. There weren’t many people in the store at the time. I figured, great I could get what we need and I could go home. The shopping trip started out normal. I didn’t bother to make eye contact with anyone. (I was not there to chit-chat or make friends.) I had made my way down to the tarp section. The old one got torn up from last year’s storm. I just figured I would get a new one and move on.

Here’s where things got strange.

I picked up a piece of tarp that looked like it would last a storm. When I pulled it up to look at it, I heard a clomping noise. At first, I thought I was hearing things. I examined the tarp for holes when I heard that clomping noise again. This time, it was louder and I turned around. Instead of the rest of the store, there were swirling black clouds behind me. I backed up to the flattened tarp on the shelf.

Only… It wasn’t there anymore.

I found myself standing in a cloud black with galloping going around my head. My eyes shifted back and forth as I took baby steps backwards.

“Hello?” I asked. My echo was the only other sound that I received. I know I’m an angel, but even I started to get weirded out by this situation. Did I step into another dimension? Was I going crazy?

I could see my own breath as I breathed out. Oh, this is not good. I had to get out of here. But as I looked around, I noticed how far up shit’s creek I was. Uh… Where’s the door? I didn’t get time to think about that as I froze when I heard heavy breathing. Against my better judgement, I turned around.

A giant black horse made of smoke and clouds came running towards me. The only thing that stood out about was its bright orange glowing eyes. My jaw dropped as that beast ran closer towards me. But as it did, its body started to break apart like a cheap dried clay. When I reached out to pet it, the horse completely dissolved. By the time I drew back my hand, I found myself back in the store. I looked around and I was the only one in the aisle. My body broke down trembling. What was that just now? Whatever it was, it left with me a feeling of unease.


For some reason, my friends fell tense about something. Everyone wants to say something, but it doesn’t want to come out of their mouths. The angels were the worst ones.

Let me back up for a bit.

Aside from my sister singing praises about not having to come into work when the storm hits, something just feels off. Kele doesn’t understand what I’m getting at. I shrugged my shoulders when I tried to explain.

“I don’t know what to tell you,” I said. “I just have this feeling and even it doesn’t make any sense to me at all.”

“Think it’s the weather?” Kele asked. I shook my head.

“I want to say so, but it’s not even that,” I said. I looked up at the ceiling and breathed out. I’m sure I wasn’t the only one with that feeling.


Something just doesn’t feel right.