6. Clue

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Vish got up and went to the hospital. No point spending time on something you won't understand. She drove up to a parking space and hopped out of the car. Vish secured her jacket before walking in.

"Hello! I'm here to see Carlos Johnson?"

The receptionist checked the computer and point to the stairs.

"He's on the next floor. Room 53."

Vish nodded quickly, muttering a thank you. She headed upstairs. The smell of this place made her tired and dizzy. Vish always hated hospitals. Once finding his room again, she walked in to see him sleeping.

"At least you can sleep." She mumbled.

Vish has been having a very hard time sleeping. When she does doze off, it'd be full of nightmares and restlessness. So it's no use.

She went to a chair and took a seat. Vish watched him breathe softly with an even rhythm. She envied it. The bliss.

"Excuse me? Are you a visitor?" It was the nurse.

Vish looked up at the man slowly.

"Yes sir. I actually have a question."

The nurse rolled his eyes.

"What is it?"

"When can he come home?"

"Everyone asks that." The nurse mumbled.

He stood up straighter with the answer.

"If everything goes as planned... Which it will, then Mr. Johnson will be at his residence in 4 weeks. His surgery is in two days."

Vish nodded.

"Thank you."

Now I have a clue... She left a few minutes later and drove back home. Vish was tired, but too terrified to sleep.

The clue on Carlos's health wasn't that mood brightening either. It's over a month away! She can't stay away from everyone that long.

Though, Vish shouldn't complain....... It's the only clue she's been given about this. The riddle makes no sense! She sighed laying on the ground of her room.

She crawled into a ball and stayed in that position. Once again, she got a dream.

Ben held out his hand and smiled.

"Come find me, okay?"

His dark skin brightened by the daylight, showing off his freckles. Vish reached to grab Ben's arm but fell. She got pulled backwards.

"Ben!"

"Vish!"

The sibling got lost from her view. They never found each other, nor will they ever.

She woke shivering and crying. Lying in a position she wasn't in previously. Vish got up realizing it was dark out.

"Guess I'll make myself dinner."

All she had was one clue, yet no where near finding answers.

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