I wake up in a hospital bed. I see a logo at the top of the room saying Mungju Children's Hospital. I sigh. Second time I've been in a hospital these few months. I look over and I see my dads head leaning over my leg, sobbing. I'm on this giant breathing tube so I can't see him directly, but I see his hair.
He looks up and wipes away his tears. He takes his hand and cups my face, grinning like crazy. I lean my head on his hand, feeling the warmth. This time, this time is different. He is crying real tears this time. He actually wants to be here this time. He actually.. loves me, this time.
At that moment a doctor walks in and takes my temperature with an emotionless face. He looks at the temperature and says I'm good to be released. He looks at me suspiciously, and says, "What were you doing in a cave? By that stream of water?"
I was about to answer when my father says "We were spelunking and found the stream. We got thirsty and drank from it."
"Hmm.. but why would that make her body dry up and not yours? And how does water make your body dry up? Also, what were you trying to accomplish while spelunking.?"
My dad starts sweating nervously, and the doctor smirks. I look at him, and he changes his smirk to a grin, "You don't have to answer those. I was just wondering. I'll just go get your release papers and some water for the miss."
His eyes turn to sea blue, then back to brown. He leaves the room and I ask my dad, "Is everyone in this world mostly bad people with magic?"
"No, well.. A large percentage of people.. let's say 75%, use magic. Of that 75%, 25% of them are bad."
"Oh.. okay that's not so bad, right?"
"Well those 25% of bad people have multiplied over the years, but no worries, the good people have also multiplied, keeping the percentages balanced."
"So basically, there could be 7,500 magic users, but 2,500 of them are bad? The bad people could multiply to 25,000, while at the same time, the good ones can multiply to 75,000?"
"Yes, you got it!"
My father is about to say something when the doctor comes inside. He scares the bejesus out of me!
"Here are the papers, your free to go after you sign them. And might I add, nice conversation."
My eyes go wide. The doctor locks the door without touching the knob.