Into the deep darkness

Chapter 4

He tried to open his eyes, but because of the bright light, he was not able to do it. He felt his left hand on his chest which was falling and rising within definite span of time. He tried to see where he was lying. He saw a room which was complete white but the antiques placed in the room were making it look better. He could see the flowerpot near to the bed side filled with yellow roses.

He tried to sit on bed, but he felt like his all energy has been drained. He felt sick and couldn't move even a single bit. So he thought he should look around his surroundings so that he could ask where he was.

He looked on his left side, he saw a quite large window with a view of garden, it was full of greenery with some big trees. It was looking like this garden belongs to this house. He felt a little relax after seeing it. Then he tried to look next to the window in the room, there hung a portrait of a woman looking at a child with love. With next to painting, he saw a door.

On the other side of the room was an old fashioned television which was looking completely antique. He thought who were these people who use these kind of televisions in the era of LED, LCD tv. On the right side, there was a table with a lamp and books placed on it. On the tables, newspaper was also placed.

In the room, he didn't see anybody. So he tried to call for someone. But as he tried to call, his voice didn't come. Instead his throat felt dry. He licked his lips which were also dry. He looked at the bedside, he saw a jug of water with the glass placed near to it. So he raised his hand to grip the glass, but at place of glass come into his grip, it felt on the ground. A loud screeching sound came from it and he placed his hands on his eyes and ears. His brain was hurting with the pain. So he closed his eyes.

After few moments, he opened his eyes slowly. When he was opening his eyes, he saw a pair of eyes near to his face. He got scared and screamed and already his brain was hurting as if someone was beating it with hammer. He tried to open his eyes but his vision became blur. So he shut his eyes tightly.

He heard a soothing voice,"Shh... Calm down!!Okay... You got an injury in your head but you'll get fine within few days. Okay!!"

He wanted to trust on the voice. He felt it like he was near to Amenda. So he tried to spoke but only low voice came out of his mouth. He said absentmindely without opening his eyes,"Amenda?? "

"No, I'm not Amenda. And you just try to relax. Don't take stress. Okay... Just relax."

He listened carefully to the voice this time. The voice appear to him like a feather. No harshness in it, just a concern in it. He felt little more relax. The voice had done soothing effect on him. He was calming down slowly but his brain was still hurting. He didn't came to know when he drifted back to sleep.

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He felt sweat on his forehead. He tried to swipe it, at that moment he felt a bandage on his head. He opened his eyes immediately. He was still in the white room. He looked at the ceiling of the room to gain conciousness and to remember what happened at last night.

He tried to sit this time and with an extra effort, he was able to sit little bit. Then again he tried to look around. All he could see was the antique things placed in the room. It felt quite weird to him because there was nothing which belongs to the today's world.

He looked at the bedside, this time the vase had pink roses in it. He looked at the water jug and this time he filled it with water. His dry throat was hurting so he gulped the whole water within a few seconds. He looked out of the window, it was appearing like evening time.

His head was still hurting but this time it was bearable. So he took few deep breaths, and then slowly put his feet down from the bed. Then he slowly tried to sit on the bed side and carefully tried to stand up. But as he stood up, he didn't feel energy in his body and he fell on the bed with the sound of thump.