1.Sorey wake
The white ceiling with the peaceful environment and the smell of antiseptic potion is strangely long-lost, but I can't remember the last time I was in this environment.
There is only ambient noise and mechanical sounds all around, adding to the sense of tranquility. I followed the source of the sound and looked around, looking for clues from distant noises.
The distant noise came from a nearby window, with the curtains open to let in sunlight. Outside the window is a decrepit landscape, and collapsed houses can be seen everywhere. There are dozens of collapsed houses in the picture framed in the window alone. But this scene does not lose its vitality. That's because there are many people helping to carry building materials, which is the source of noises. People are rebuilding, and their faces are not desperate.
After confirming that the environment outside was safe, I turned my eyes to the nearby mechanical noise. With the sound coming from the machinery around me, surrounded by medical equipment and wearing a hospital gown, I came to the conclusion that I was being treated. However, what kind of injury was it, and what happened before this is not clear to me. Whenever I try to recall, my head hurts very much, and all that comes out are fragmented and disordered memory fragments.
There was a comatose girl on the bed next to me, maybe she came in at the same time as me for treatment. Her condition seems to be much worse than mine. She wears an oxygen mask to maintain her breathing. She has small tubes attached to her abdomen and wrist. The end of the tubes is connected to a drip and a machine.
What happened to make her receive such treatment?
Why was I, who was relatively lightly injured, put in the same room as her?
I am curious about her.
I wanted to get out of bed and get a closer look at her, but I was also hooked up to an IV injection and a heartbeat monitor. After thinking about it for a while, I tore off the detection sticker of the heartbeat monitor and pulled the removable bracket with the IV injection to her bedside.
When I got closer, I could see her appearance and the posture of being restrained on the bed by the instrument.
She has long black hair and fairly thick eyelashes. When the air is exhaled into the oxygen mask, I can hear the rhythm of breathing evenly. Her expression is also stable as her breath. She is sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed.
I feel like this person should be someone I know but I can't recall who she was.
"Who are you?"
I always felt like I had seen her somewhere, and my head was like telling me to remember this person, but every time I thought about it, I had a strong headache.
I unconsciously pressed my hand to my head to suppress the headache, and then I felt the gauze-like material.
That's it... I hit my head before I got here.
Is it also because of this that I can't remember?
Just as I was trying to think why, a scream interrupted my thinking.
"Ah... Mr. Sorey, you are awake, but you can't move, please go back to bed."
Turning around, I found that a person in a white nurse uniform was telling me to go back to bed.
I learned from her words that my name was 'Sorey', and I was probably in a coma for a while.
"...Okay, who is this person next to me?"
"? Sorry, I can't disclose other patients' information without permission. I will find a doctor to follow up on your situation as soon as possible."
I wanted to ask more, but I noticed that she had large dark circles under her eyes and her tone was a little irritable. She might have been working all night without rest for several days, not in the mood to deal with individual patients' problems, or maybe she didn't know the answers I wanted.
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Twilight of Shepherd and Calamity
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