
Alexander Rave
I woke up on a white bed. A few hoses connected to my body. It seems like I fainted a long time ago. There's no one in this room. There were only medical devices and the bed I was lying on.
My waist still hurts a bit, but there are no more blood-shed wounds. The bandages wrapped around it were also pure white. Like it was replaced a while ago.
Someone opened the door, apparently it was Miko. He was surprised to see me awake, then rushed over.
"You're finally awake!" Miko almost hugged me. Remembering that my waist was shot, he became reluctant to do so.
"How long have I been unconscious?" ask me in a weak voice.
"Another month. Your injuries are pretty bad," Miko looked down, "Sorry. Because I screamed, the man came and shot you"
"It's okay. Where are the others?"
"They're in the middle room. Laura just changed your bandage. He said your wound was healed a week ago, but just in case he still wrapped your waist in a bandage. Ah, let me call them"
Miko ran out and forgot to close the door. I can see the view through the window. It was full of snow, it seemed like winter had not passed for this month. I tried to get out of bed. Nothing happened, my waist didn't hurt.
Then I walked to the balcony, opened the door, and felt the cold as usual.
Eh? Why don't you feel cold? Though it is clear that there is snow piling up on the balcony barrier. It's weird, I almost thought that my senses weren't working.
As I was about to touch the snow, Sam came and called me. I turned, and there was Sam, Miko, Bill, Laura, and a young man I didn't know standing at the front.
"seen? I told you he'd be cured. You don't have to worry, Bill," said the young man, elbowing Bill's arm. "So, you lost the bet. I'll get that 50-year-old wine"
I barely blinked looking at the young man. I think I've seen it somewhere. As I was dumbfounded, the young man introduced himself.
"Greetings, Rave. My name is Sora, one of the surviving Project. It looks like you're cured," he said.
"Yes, it seems so," I looked at Laura who was standing behind Sora.
"I told you, right? He doesn't need this bandage!" sora exclaimed as she tore the bandage on my waist forcefully. Everyone was surprised to see him, including me. My waist was clean, as if a bullet had never lodged there. No scars or stitches at all.
Sam, Bill, Miko, and Laura spontaneously approached and checked my waist after Sora left.
"Huh?! How is that possible..." Laura's surprised. "That last night there were scars here"
"Argh... I lost. I shouldn't have bet a bottle of wine with him, '" Bill grumbled.
"Anu, who was that guy?" my many.
"Name Sora. He's also a Project, though we don't know his serial number. His ability is high intelligence" Sam said.
"Smartial? Can it be called an ability?"
"of course. Because it's too smart, he said he can see the future" Miko said.
"Impossible. No one can see the future"
"That's right. No one can see the future," Sora appeared in the doorway, "Except me"
I swallowed spit. "What's the evidence?"
"You'll be thirsty in a few seconds, and then you'll drop a glass on the table" he said.
I couldn't believe it and wanted to talk again, but I suddenly felt thirsty. I immediately grabbed a glass of water at the nearest small table. Unfortunately my hand was too weak to lift the glass. And what happened next was exactly as Sora said.
The glass broke, making us all mute. Sora clapped his hands, breaking the silence.
"really, right? I told Laura not to use glass, but paper cups"
"How...maybe?" I was shocked by the last 30 seconds.
"I told you, I can see the future. Even I know you'll deny it, which is why I'm back"
"You.." That's when I realized, Sora is a very dangerous Project if we're against it.