"Death."

Even if he wanted to fight, the weight of the panther on him ridiculed and mocked his strength. He wasn't strong enough to move the fat and heavy paws of the panther off his face let alone heave the mighty body.

His eyes were shut and every sense of his being active. He knew that at that point there was nothing he could do for himself even if he wanted to. He couldn't save himself.

He began to have several ideas. Several thoughts began to trample upon themselves in his head. One of the many thoughts was the possibility of what would really happen to him come the worst case scenario.

WOULD I DIE IN THE OTHER WORLD TOO IF I DIE HERE OR WOULD THIS DEATH BE AN ESCAPE TO THE OTHER WORLD?

That was the question which kept bouncing from one corner of his mind to the other. And he couldn't get any answer to it.

Then something strange occurred to him. It was a sort of realisation that he had locked his mind to.

The panther had pounced on him, and it had been a while. He had closed his eyes
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