[~This chapter and the next two chapters are sort of chapters of fluff~]
Two months later
The medic looked over at Soren in worry. He felt sorry for him. The poor kid must've been through a lot to have tried to kill himself. And the justice system hadn't over turned the sentence of seven years. He had a feeling that Soren would try to kill himself again. It was a pity that he didn't have the amount of money that they were asking for him to get bailed out, otherwise he would. He'd bail him out and adopt him.
Soren woke up slowly.
The medic hurried across to him. "Hey..."
Soren seemed confused for a moment. "Oh.... I guess I slept really deeply."
"Mate... You.... You've been in a coma..."
"What does that mean?"
"You uh.... You've been in a sleep sort of state where you couldn't wake up until now."
"Oh...."
"You've been like that for two months."
Soren look at him. "Two months...?"
"Yeah."
"Do I have to go back to that tiny little room...?"
He hung his head. "I'm afraid so..."
Soren looked away. Then he felt around. "Where's my picture?"
"Huh? Oh. The picture you had on you?" The medic walked across to a draw and opened it and pulled out a picture before walking back across to him and handed it to him.
Soren took it and hugged it to his chest.
"Who are the people in the picture?"
"My family...."
From the sad tone in Soren's voice, the medic decided not to push the matter. "I'm Lucid."
Soren looked at him. "I'm Soren."
"I know."
"I like you."
Lucid looked touched. "Thanks mate."
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A horrific tale ~book one~
Historia CortaSoren's story. !NOT MY OC, NOR MY STORY! This story was given to me to upload here by my friend on fandom. Description for this book: Soren was just a child when his family were killed. And as he tried to make his way in the End, he meets many peopl...
