
"Then I have to tell Ello." Melya banged on the window glass trying to tell her friend. But his voice was blocked.
"It's just free even if you tell him. The boy will still die. You should be more worried about your current state, if you keep moving the blood in your body will come out faster. You could bleed out before those people help you." After that the little girl calmed down.
"Why can I see the black smoke?" asked Melya plain.
"So, maybe because soon you'll be dead too."
"Dead it hurts?"
"I don't know. Only those who have died know what it feels like. I've never died. So I don't know."
"You're not dead yet? You're not a ghost?"
"Of course not! I'm a living creature just like you."
"But you're like a ghost, I can't see you."
Then a black cat with a bandage tied to his leg, appeared in front of Melya.
"Cat?"
"Yes, we've met before, haven't we?"
"Cats can talk?" Melya was shocked mixed with amazement.
Eyes twinkling. Just this time he witnessed a talking animal himself. For him this is very rare.
Strange kid! He was very badly injured. Some of his internal organs were badly damaged. And he had severe bleeding, normally an ordinary person had already died in this state or fainted. So how could he remain sober and act as if he did not feel any pain in his body? thought Tania.
"Cat, can I hold you?" Melya stretched out her hand wanting to hold the cat in front of her, but her weak body instead fell down.
"Lay, boy!" tania orders the child while holding her forehead. "To move too much will only make you die quickly!"
"Cat, am I going to die?"
"Are you afraid of death?"
"Is dying scary?"
"He said, yeah. Death is scary. Because you can't meet or talk to people around you anymore."
"I can't see papa-mama anymore?"
"Yes!"
"I can't see my sister and aunt again."
"Yes, everything. Because the world of the dead is different from that of the living. So you can't see each other anymore."
Melya started crying sobbing. He's really scared.
"Say if we die it could be a ghost. I just want to be a ghost. I don't want to go." he pleaded.
"You want to be a ghost forever? Strange kid! Even though your parents' ghosts may not be able to see you. Not everyone can see ghosts. So it's free. You still can't talk to your parents either."
Melya's cry grew louder and louder to hear Tania's words like that. "Wouldn't! Angel, don't take me away! I don't want to die!" Melya thought maybe this cat was a grim reaper who was disguised to take his life.
As Tania had guessed, this girl was just pretending to be strong and stoic in the face of the horrors before her eyes. Pretending not to be sick. Pretending not to be afraid. Hold on until someone helps her.
"really? You're gonna help me?"
"certain. I'll help you. It's a reward because you helped me. We are creatures who know the return. I won't let my rescuers just die."
"Son, remember this. My strength will be enough to heal the wounds on your body, even strengthen your body and soul. However, you will bear this power forever. You'll see the world differently. Your world will change. Whether you take this as a curse or a blessing, it's up to you to use what my powers are for. I trust you all. It's a parting gift from me."
After saying those words Tania in her cat form disappeared temporarily, Melya fell unconscious for a long time.
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POV Sister Laura
Hospitals are crowded at the clock. When it was past the next hour, the hospital was quiet again.
The night my feelings get worse. Today is my turn to watch the night and it's my first time. And the 'most special' day'.
How not, at this time there is news that there are patients who are comatose to walk at night.
It's obvious it's just a made-up rumor. No one has ever seen it, except through word of mouth. And think of it anyway it feels impossible.
Siska and I have the task of changing each patient's intravenous fluids. Visiting from one room to another. The hospital hallway was very long. There was only the sound of wheels coming from the trolley that I pushed.
It's almost midnight. There was only one room we had to visit. The room of a patient who has been talked about a lot lately. A five-year-old girl who was the victim of a fatal accident. Of all the victims, he was the only survivor. Either this is all a miracle or an oddity. The patient is not yet conscious. It's the third day he's been admitted to this hospital.
"Duh, sudden stomach pain. I'm going to the restroom first." Siska said suddenly.
"Ah, wait! There's just one more of this! Hold it first! Fell me." I asked to hold Siska.
" Duh, I can't stand it. This mule is so. I'm going to take a dip in the toilet."
"I'm alone."
"There is also his family waiting. You still don't dare?"
Without hearing any more words from me, he ran away. I had to force myself to go into that room alone. As Siska said, there was a young woman waiting for the patient, maybe her mother. He looks thin and lethargic. He fell asleep with half of his body on a chair and his head was laid down on the side of the bed where the patient lay.
He woke up as I pushed my iron trolley into the room.
"Excuse me, Mum. Check the infusion." The young lady nodded weakly. I'm not surprised that he hasn't been eating regularly lately because he's been waiting for his sick son.
A girl who sleeps like a corpse. Her lips are pale too. When I touched her hand it felt cold as ice. His pulse was weak almost imperceptibly. Is this kid really alive? I asked in my heart, doubtful.
The old infusion bag is almost gone. I had to replace it quickly and then get out of this room.
The phone ringing sounds. The woman answered him.
"Hallo's? Yes pa? Duh is unclear. Wait a minute pa!" The woman was like her difficulties due to signal interference.
"Sus, can you please take care of my son for a moment. I'm going downstairs. I want to get a call from my husband. There's no signal here." The young lady rushed away without waiting for me to 'yes' right.
My shift friend was crouching in the toilet, and the patient's mother went downstairs to get a call. Now I'm really in a tandem.This my role, if not shit what's his name??