4 am. I just had a dream. A nightmare. Singapore is hit with an earthquake. I'm at Tampines mall with my sis when it happens. Concrete blocks and ceilings are falling down everywhere. I lead my sis to a more open area where there's no ceiling right above our heads. We dodge the debris and we all fall to the basement. We easily climb our way out and now I'm standing in the middle of orchard road area. I thought Singapore is 'earthquake free'. It's so graphic. Just like apocalypse movies. Now all that's in my mind is finding Jessie.

(Note to self- Climbing out of carpark, ravaged city ahead, some green, broken roads, smoke,)

I call her and after the second ring she picks up. She sounds tired, but she says she's fine. I ask her where she is and she says she's not sure. Something's not right. She says she's squashed- trapped. Starbucks. Starbucks at bedok. After a while she stops talking. I cry out her name and fear the worst. I try to hail a cab- there're so many but everybody's hailing for cabs too. After so, so much frustration and anxiety, I trudge through a make shift road made of sand. A boat nearby is causing water to destroy the road. Bryan is there to shoo off the boat. I get on a bus and I tell the uncle to drive me to Bedok. I plead and plead with him. I'm crying. He says okay but there's something in his eyes- he seems to have an ulterior motive.

My eyes fly open. I'm in my room.