The day my grandfather went into hospital I saw a patient who had died being wheeled into what Thais literally call the ‘Heart-stopped Building’ That was the first time I had heard of such a place, and I remember thinking what an awful name it was. It looked to me, at first, like an ordinary place; but after I learned what it was, the building suddenly became a much darker grey-almost shadowy, the way buildings and houses look just before a thunderstorm. The two large windows on either side became eyes, and the entrance below formed a wide-open mouth. I told myself not to look in that direction from then on.