It all started 1962nd On the 30th April morning when a Haitian citizen Klerviuss Narcissus was taken to a hospital in Alberta city. He was in a very difficult position, too high temperature caused life-threatening fever and pain throughout the man’s body. Later, he began to cough blood and his condition became critical. His sister was postponed only to watch the agony Narcissus.
This situation remained for more than a day, but unfortunately were not lucky for Klerviuss Safeguard and  the morning of May it showed a man’s death. Sister Angelina Narcissa passed the death certificate and the next day was Klerviusa funeral. It seems that this should also lead Klerviusa story, but in fact the same terrible story at that time part of a process.
18 years later Angelina came to her a very familiar man. She could not believe that it is possible, by the same man introduced himself as her deceased brother Klerviuss. As evidence of self said he called his childhood nickname, which was known only to him and sister, which they dubbed it. Come home, he began to tell his incredible story.
It turned out that Klerviusa symptoms of the disease caused by some very powerful medication, which brother gaved to him, who wanted to get his share of land, but Klerviuss refused to sell. Medications have been so strong that externally he was dead, but in reality he saw all, heard and felt. He heard as being presumed dead, and his sister crying and just watched as a pair of his face is pulled a white sheet, but are unable to neither move nor speak.
He was conscious at the funeral at the time of his loved ones farewell, was imposed on the coffin lid, and was heard falling land impacts on the coffin lid. However, he was completely powerless to do. Since he remained buried for some time, did not recover the ability to move again. After some time he started to hear a spade sounds, when suddenly the coffin lid lifting the cap two men. He was beaten, bound, medicined  and transported to the sugar cane plantation slavery. Sugar cane plantations, he worked for two years from sunrise to sunset with a short rest at noon.
One day medicined slave came a moment of clarity of mind and then he managed to organize a riot, during which their owner was killed. All slaves, including their own Klerviusu, managed to flee. For the next 16 years Klerviuss wandered through Haiti, fearing to return home, often writing letters her sister, to whom the answers, of course, did not get. Just learned that her brother is dead transferred Klerviuss could safely return home after had experienced and seen his death and funeral, for two years lived as a zombie and a further 16 years wandered about aimlessly, thinking and dreaming of returning home.