Monday, August 22, 2011

Chapter 5 -- Clinic


          The agony and the pain, Lancet was just a young 14 year old boy. No one could have imagined such a tragedy would befall on such a young boy’s life. The unconscious Lancet was lying on the cold rocks beside the cliff, his injuries were severe, his wounds were opened, and blood was still flowing out bit by bit, it was truly an eerie sight.


          “Hey! Come over here! Look!” someone shouted.

          “Oh my goodness! Is he dead already!?” gasped the other one.


          Two youthful explorers with their heavy bags and equipment were shocked to find young Lancet in the middle of the forest. They quickly threw their heavy belongings aside and carry Lancet off the edge of the cliff and they are very relieved to find signs of life from the boy, at least he’s still breathing. The kind explorers took out their first aid equipment and tended to Lancet’s horrible wounds, but they knew it was not enough if the boy would ever want to live again. Thus, they carried Lancet together back to the nearest town, Engeve.


          (Cairo….Cairo… where are you?)

          Cairo was grasping on his hand and suddenly she slipped, her screams tearing through Lancet’s heart and she was nowhere to be found. He searched frantically, shouting for her, running around like a madman. Suddenly, her beloved sister appeared and he was so happy to see her! He ran and tried to hug her, but he ended up running into thin air, he couldn’t touch her sister and his biggest fear became true.


Did I really killed my own sister...?
(Brother…why did you released my hand? Did you not love me? Why did you not pull me up when I was about to fall? Tell me….brother…why did you do that to me…?)

(No…no! It shouldn’t have been like this! I love you, Cairo! You are my only sister! I wanted to pull you up! I want to save you!)

(It is you who killed me, brother! I hate you! I HATE        YOU!!!!!)

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          “CAIRO NO!!!!!!!!  ARRRGH!!!!!”


          Lancet literally sprang up from a comfy bed as he shouted, but immediately slumped back onto the soft cushioning. The pain on his back was intense, but the traumatic experience was no match for his back. He stared up to the ceilings and tears were flowing down from his eyes again.

          Tump! Tump! Tump! Tump!

          The door swayed open, a doctor and a nurse appeared. They were shocked to hear Lancet shouting on the upper floor and thus rushed up to his room. When Lancet saw them, he knew he was in a clinic, which explains his white linen robe, comfy white bed and clean bandages on his back.


“Boy, you’re awake! Thank God! You’ve been unconscious for 4 days!” the nurse smiled.

“Yes, yes, luckily the explorers found you in the woods and send you in just in time. I must admit that it’s quite a miracle that you survived with that injury soaking in the rain! Boy, what are you doing in the woods and what happened?” the doctor inquired as he examined Lancet’s back.


          For a second there, Lancet had completely forgotten about the raid of  his village, his parent’s death and his sister, but when the doctor asked him, Lancet’s heart was once again struck. He panicked and sprang up again which surprised both the doctor and nurse, they pushed him back onto the bed, preventing him from escaping. Lancet was eager to escape; he struggled and shouted like a mad man.


“Let me go! LET! ME! GO! I NEED TO SAVE MY SISTER!!!”

“Boy! Listen to me! Boy! You can’t move! Your wounds will open again!” the doctor demanded.

“MY SISTER NEEDS ME! LET ME GO! I NEED TO FIND HER!! IT’S MY FAULT THAT SHE FELL DOWN FROM THE CLIFF!!” Lancet struggled hard.

“BOY! Don’t waste your energy anymore! Boy! She is dead! DEAD!” at last the doctor shouted back at him.

“YOU’RE LYING!! SHE NEEDS ME AND I MUST GO AND FIND HER!!”

“No one! NOT A SINGLE HUMAN SURVIVES THAT FALL! Your sister is really DEAD!!”the doctor took out a syringe, filled with powerful tranquilizer.


          Lancet was jabbed quickly by the doctor, and he gradually stopped struggling, he felt, heavy and sleepy. Deep inside, he knew his sister would never survive that fall and he blamed himself for her death. His eyes felt weary, the tranquilizer was forcing them to shut. Tears once again overflowed his eyes, he fell into deep slumber with a sad countenance.