Fiction: Group 4
triggering the sadness and anger within his mind. His face began to turn red and he couldn’t help glaring at
their back as his counterattack; he tried to defend himself yet ended up with a long sigh. They had even
more money than me now, he thought.
He rented a subdivided unit at Deep Water in Sham Shui Po, which was the project Tony was in charge of
a year ago. He had never imagined that one day he would sell all his beloved suits solely for renting an
incredibly small ‘home’.
Emptiness and loneliness conquered his mind as he stood in the centre of his room: murmuring to himself
and stomping up and down like a child.
‘Do I deserve this? I just made money for a living. What have I done wrong? Why should I be tortured this
way?’
All of a sudden, he saw the floor crack. Hearing the crispy sound of fragments impacting on the floor, he
raised his head, and found the ceiling collapsing. Desperate and without a second thought, he struggled to
rush to the door…
‘Last night, a twenty-floor tall residential building collapsed. Over twenty residents were injured and five
died. One of the deceased has been confirmed to be Kwok Shing Kung, the former chairman of the Shing
Kung Limited. The cause of the incident is believed to be the use of poor quality materials…’
