GRIEF.

I couldn't believe this.

Was I dreaming? Or in some other world or was this real?

Was this real life or something else, I felt this chill, this dread down my bones as I almost lurched and when I heard the footsteps of Johan coming towards me, he walked up to me and fretted and then, he looked up as well and was stunned, he went pale that instant.

His face turned blue or rather white, it was as if his blood was being sucked out of his body and I still couldn't believe this.

What was I seeing? Johan's legs gave out and fell on the cold floor still looking at the poster and tears began streaming down his face without blinking his eyes as he stared blankly at the poster without making a move and I just stood there, gazing at Johan and then at the poster.

What was I supposed to say in this situation? I didn't know what to do either and then, my gaze fell on the other posters as well and I was even more shocked at what I was seeing with my legs almost giving out as I tried to hold myself as