NEKO SUGAR CUBES ~ Countryhumans

~ Cold ~

    North Korea had changed his clothes into comfortable pajamas carefully. His head was still dizzy and light. Just after all the buttons on his shirt had attached, North took no second to wait and jump onto his bed and below the cover right away.

    The moon and his little desk lamp shone softly in the warm dark night of North's bedroom. The korean neko was lying idly below his cozy blanket. Everything seemed peaceful enough that night. But if you look closely, something strange happened to the sleeping neko.

    North Korea had just closed his heavy eyelid. He could feel every muscle on his body started to relax and his body slowly sunk into the soft bed. But he didn't seem to lose his conciousness. Too tired to open his eye, but too awake to fall asleep, he thought.

    Just then, something happened. There's a cloud, or something described as felt like there's a cloud, slowly filled and freezed North Korea's head. A painful groan escaped North Korea's mouth quietly. He tried to lift his hand, but he can't. Just now he realized his whole body was numb. Cold sweats running down his face.

    Suddenly, almost like one of his nuke bomb exploded right inside his chest. It was freezing, agonizingly cold. North tried to scream for help, but his voice didn't come out. Tears rolling down his pale cheeks. Every second the pain in his chest worsened. He could feel the air filling and escaping his lungs roughly, and it was painful. He stopped his breath, which he fights to continue again. It's cold. Very cold. He can't feel his hands or foot anymore.

    A high pitched ringing sound filled his ears. The ringing was accompanied by the sounds from inside his body. A huge storm forming inside his stomach. It made his head hurts.... I can't breathe... it hurts....

    North could feel his conciousness started to shake. Flickers of light started to form in his vision. Suddenly, everything turns white, and he could not feel his pains anymore.

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    He looked around, only to saw the neverending whiteness in front of him. "Where am I?" said North in that white void.

    A faint voice could be heard from afar. It was getting nearer and nearer until North could sense the source was coming from behind him. He walked closer, and he can catch some words. It was a song, sang by a woman with beautiful and familiar voice.

"...rariyo... rang Hill... go ten ri..."

Wait... this song... her voice...

"Mother..."

A painful chapter with just a one word title. No, I don't make this a tragedy book, this will end happily, so don't worry, North will live.
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