Reborn

“Ring, ring, ” The alarm pierced Fan Fan’s head like a needle. He jolted awake. Above him hung a dusty chandelier. Its yellowed shade held a dead mosquito whose time of death was anyone’s guess. A water stain in the corner of the ceiling looked like a mocking face, grinning down at him. Fan Fan stared at the face in the stain for three seconds, his heart pounding as if it were about to leap out of his throat. “Did I... come back?” This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.