Jin slept for 13 hours straight after what took place at the hospital. He wasn't feeling good, but he didn't have money for a checkup, neither any prescribed drugs.
As he stood up from his futon at a corner, the tremble in his body traveled down into his arms and legs, leaving him unsteady on his feet.
His heart seemed to pound faster and harder every minute that passed. The man tried taking a deep breath to calm himself, but his breaths were sharp and shallow. My vision got darker and narrower and looked monochrome. Not only that, he had a terrible headache, but it was expected because of his nightmares of the night before.
'What now?' He asked himself as he ran cold water over his face. No money, no food, no beer. He had nothing at all. And he was certain he wasn't living a healthy life. Wasn't that enough hint to do what was needed?
