Is all of this a dream?

Chapter 10: WTH is wrong with me??

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<h6><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;">I opened my eyes. For the first time ever after yesterday’s events I was able to see the soft light peeking out of the closed curtains. I tilted my head. It was Han’s bedroom. I wasn’t able to neither move much nor talk. I was at least able to see. I rolled my eyes and realized that there was no point in trying to see anything. Maybe I should just sleep. Maybe it’ll help me. I just don’t get one thing. This has happened to me twice. So my question is what? What is this? It always starts with a cough and ends with me either paralyzed or passed out. The thing that makes my mind go even crazier is: Why did this start when I got to Korea? I know it might sound crazy, but it seems like that. I had perfect health back home, now, something’s terribly wrong. I heard the door open quietly. Someone, probably Han, sat on the bed and stroked my hair. I opened my eyes to see Han’s anxious face. When he met my eyes he smiled sadly.</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“I can see you’re finally awake.” I invited him into the bed, he didn’t refuse and just laid beside me, while I put my head on his chest and closed my eyes.</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“Uh-huh” I mumbled. “Did you sleep on the couch?” I didn’t want him to have any discomfort, just because I was sick.</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“Yes, but I’m okay with that. So what’s wrong, Marley?” Either he likes my name or he constantly reminds me, so I don’t forget it.</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“I don’t know. I can’t move my limbs, I feel like I’m slowly dying.” I mumbled in my sleep.</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“We need to get you to the doctors. No way am I going to let you suffer or anything.” He started stroking my hair again.</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“Just please don’t let them put me in a hospital.” I tilted my eyes and him and he nodded, when he saw my scared eyes.</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“We’ll see…” He sighed “Are you going to sleep?” he asked, still stroking my hair. It felt good. Like if I was a kitty. I shook my head, but realized that I passed out again. Dang it.</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">I opened my eyes slowly, trying to focus. It felt like I’ve woke up from an ever-lasting nap. It actually was an ever-lasting nap, since I woke up when it was already so dark, I couldn’t see anymore. I felt someone hugging me, but had no idea who it is. Ugh. I hate not being able to move. Arm, lift! Now!</span></h6>

<h6><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“Shiiiiiiiit!” frustration took over me and I wanted to kill my arm for not listening to me. “You’re the worst arm in the history of arms!” I yelled at her and felt how my companion’s – Can someone please tell me who he is?! - body started shaking, trying not to laugh loudly. The lights turned on as Mi-Cha ran in the room and jumped on the bed.</span></h6>