"Son? Hang in there we are almost in the hospital." I heard the muffled voice of my father with someone crying and moving around frantically asking for help from the doctor.
"Please Doctor what's happening to my son?!"
"We'll try our best to attend to your son ma'am."
"Get on with it!"
'Ah that must have been my mum' I amusingly thought, I tilted my head to the side, but my eyes could only saw the blurry shape of the world. I tried to stay awake as much as I can, it was getting exhausting to open my eyes and I was going in and out of consciousness. Someone opened one of my eyelids and put a small torchlight. I couldn't move my eyes quickly, and the doctor noted down my slow reflex.
The doctor was asking my family questions, whilst the nurse presumably pushed the hospital bed in a rush. The last thing I remembered was the sound of a door being closed and the doctor yelling; "his pulse is getting weaker- code blue!".
"Butterfly" I mumbled, before darkness and that odd empty-ness feeling came back, giving me a pull of energy.
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I woke up, gasping loudly from the slumber on high alert. Everything was pitch black. I felt half of my body soaked in freezing water and I looked down to see a flood, in a calm wave surrounding the area. I was floating on the water surface, that was also when I saw the reflection from the water. But, it wasn't my face, it was my uncle's face. I disrupted the water calm state distorting the reflecting image. But, his face wouldn't disappear. I splashed the water, again and again. Harder each time but the face kept on reappearing.
"Fuck this shit! What do you want FROM ME?! Wasn't it enough to TORMENT ME?!" I screamed, it echoed back to me, hearing my own desperation to rid of this thing. It hurt physically to wake up from the bed every day, wishing that the dream would just go away like a child wishing the monster under their bed to disappeared and now, the dream was haunting me when I was fully awake.
The reflection tilted its head, and it distorted into the butterfly, emerged from the water, floating inside a bubble. It got closer to me and I backed off, Curiosity went to the best of me again and when I touched the fluttering of the wings, submerging my hand into the warm and calming bubble. I was immediately being pulled away at the speed of light. My heart was aching with the tingling sensation akin to being electrocuted.
Then the pull stop. I was laying on a big bed, it didn't feel like a hospital bed at all. It felt like the manor with its damp air, the smell of herbs, woods and nature. I opened my eyes excruciatingly slow and when I focused on the rooftop, I noted the surrounding, it didn't belong to my room. It was similar to my grandparents' house in York.
Internally I wanted to scream, I wanted to bang my head to the wall if, by all means, it'll help with this- it wasn't even considered as a nightmare at this point.
'Great I am back in somebody else body.' I heard the door was opened and closed, my eyes took a glimpse of someone approaching the bed.
"Ah I see, you have awoken Brother."
"You... Fuckin' sedated... Me" I slurred my voice.
"I had to do what I got to do or else you wouldn't come here".
"It's... Kidnapping" I tried to move my finger slowly but the relaxant still had the numbing effect on the muscles and I put some precaution not to exaggerate my movement.
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Wrong Do'er Second Chance (English Version)
Fantasy[UNDER A MASSIVE EDITING] What happen when a second chance in life is real? When you died and you got another chance from someone up there. That decided to give it to you, to relieve it all over again and atoned it. But there is a catch. There is al...
