Red Sorrow (Rooi Verdriet)

I wake up in a very old house. My spouse is with me. Everything in the house is old, including the bed linen. I ask my spouse, “Where are we”? He replies: “We are renting this house”.

I hear voices outside the bedroom window, and when I open the curtains, I see a pavilion outside the window. Instead of people, there are rows upon rows of birds which look almost like vultures.
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