Hellen walked toward the direction from where she was listening to Ken. She couldn't see him because that spell only worked for Ken. Even though he wanted to complain a lot, Ken lost his anger at first sight.
She was very graceful, exquisite, and charming, too.
"Ken, tell me, can you see everything?" Hellen asked while coming to the edge of the cell.
" I am just watching you," Ken replied while staring at her.
Ken was standing very close to her, so he could see her features clearly.
Hellen was talking to him about the further practice of spells
"Since you have learned this spell, it should be easy for you to learn more difficult spells because now you can watch me and follow me more easily."
After completing her talk she got no response so she asked, "Ken, are you listening to me?"
"Yeah! I am," he replied confusingly. Meanwhile, he was busy staring at her body.
She wore a blue jacket that covered her body and irritated Ken's eyes. Deep curls in her brown hair cover her wide-open grey eyes. Her hairs were dyed in deep brown color with a slight touch of grey streaks. Maybe this combination is intentional or maybe those grey hairs are natural.
She had a photogenic face with no need to get ready or do makeup, she had a very innocent face and her visible jawline gave her face an adorable look. She had a fair complexion and a small nose that looked very cute while talking.
Her pink blouse attracted Ken so much. Beside the wall, she was standing so near to Ken that Ken could touch her easily if there were no wall between them.
She was talking to him casually like all days as she can't see him but he was continuously staring at her beauty because he knows she can't see him. So he was taking advantage of the magic.
She was talking to him, but he was busy looking toward her long legs coming out of her short blue skirt. She had a scorpion tattooed on her waist.
While watching her Ken interrupts her and asks "You do not look like a doctor."
"Oh! What do you mean by this? How could you say that? Why do I not look like a doctor? Tell me, do doctors have something different in their bodies? Do they have horns or tails coming out of their butt? Come on." She was very furious at his comment as she struggled hard to become a doctor.
He started laughing loudly and said," No, I was not talking about tails or horns. I was just asking about that tattoo on your waist and your outfit."
"So what? Do you have any problem with that? I have never heard that doctors can't wear outfits of their choice or put tattoos on their bodies. Doesn't it look good?"
"Yeah you are right, It's none of my business, It's amazing, your body and this tattoo are also very nice. I am sorry."
"No, you don't need to say sorry, it's all right. It's my fault I should not react like that." She started observing her tattoo and kept quiet for a moment.
'Stop behaving like an idiot, Ken. Why did you say that? This loneliness is driving me mad.' He murmured to himself.
"Did you say something?'' Hellen asked him. She started thinking about him and his looks.
'If we both can see each other, then it would be great. I am bored with watching white walls the whole day'. She thought in her mind.
"No, I was just talking to myself," he replied.
'Would she hear what I say to myself? Nah, she doesn't.'
Both of them stop talking when the door opens and a man wearing a white coat enters Ken's room.
He wore red joggers and like a hardworking doctor his hairs were scattered as if they were not been combed for several days. He was walking like a penguin and wore a yellow shirt under this coat along with jeans.
"Hope you have enjoyed our hospitality".
Ken chuckled, "Yes, of course, your doctor is very kind and generous to me. He takes care of my happiness and wisdom."
"Dr. George does what is important. He is going to change the life of everyone here. If he succeeds in his ambition, no one will die of disease, poverty, or an accident. He can help blind and other special people who think they are useless. He is a light of hope for everyone who finds themselves in trouble."
"Yes, He is very kind, kind enough to lock me in here and treat me like a lab rat," Ken muttered but the doctor did not seem to hear it.
As he finished his talk, the doctor performed a routine checkup on Ken and took notes about something.
"Are you taking your meal and medicine regularly?"
"Yes, I take them on routine. The dishes made by your cook are very delicious. No one can resist his cooking. "
"He is not a real man."
"Oh! this is the reason he didn't respond to me when I punched his face." Ken replied
"Ok, then you are looking fine and fit. I just came here to check your fitness. Can you run for five minutes in front of me?" the doctor asked while pointing toward the free space in the room.
"Yeah, why not?" Ken started running slowly, and with every turn, he sped up and ran as fast as he could. He was very good at it and the doctor was impressed by his agility and speed.
Since he had learned his first spell, he was confident that he would be able to escape so why not coop
"Ok, stop running, I think it's enough."
He curled his stethoscope around his neck and asked Ken to sit on his bed.
Ken sat there and started cooling down after running. The doctor came close to him and brought a large-sized syringe from his pocket and promptly jabbed it into his neck, injecting the liquid into his body.
Ken grasped his hand and jerked off the injection, he lifted him by holding his collar and asked, "What was it?"
"It was for your health."
"Why didn't you ask me to get ready?" Ken asked.
"Because I think you won't let me do so."
" Listen, I think you know I behave like a wild beast when I become angry at anyone. I can't control my anger and unfortunately killed the last person who messed with me. Give me one reason not to kill you, tell me the truth."
" Ok, I'll tell you, but let me free first."
Ken frees him and lets him stand. He took out a small device from his jacket and touched it between his ribs. It gave him a shock and Ken fell on his bed.
That doctor started running toward the exit at full speed without looking backward. He was fearful of him. 'I don't want to die,' he thought. The door opens and he hurries out of this cell.
"I hate these shocking devices." Ken held his ribs with his hands and looked toward the ceiling. "I need a bath to get refreshed and something to eat, I am feeling famished.
He started waving his hand in front of the camera. " Hey! Anybody listening to me? I need to take a bath. Please let me bathe. Send your soldiers/rangers/servants whatever they are".
He was walking toward the bed and saw that injection on the floor. He took its needle out and saved it for later use, but the syringe's size was slightly bigger than a normal one. He looked toward the movement of that glowing green liquid in it. It was very thick and moving slowly on its own.
He didn't know what it was so he put it in a dustbin and started waiting for their men to bring him to the pool.
He laid down and started looking toward Hellen. She was sitting on her chair and reading a book. He thought for a moment and then asked "Hellen what happens if I use the same spell on the same wall? What happened if I use this spell on you"
"If you are asking to make my outfit transparent by using this spell then the answer is; no' because you can see through those things which are built up with magic. my clothes are made up of real fabric, so thank god you are not able to see me in this way."
"I thought you were serious about learning magic to get out of this place but you are behaving childishly."
"No, I am not. I am serious but men are always men"
"This is not fair, you can see me but I can't. I wonder what you look like." Hellen asked while combing her hair.
"For your information, I would like to tell you I am very dumb by personality. I have a big fat, bulky body, and a bald head." He was making her fool, he was the opposite of the person he mapped in her brain.
"Ewww. Are you lying to me or extremely self-confident?" Hellen inquired
"Whatever you like to think." Both of them chuckled.
Suddenly he heard the sound of the door opening. Two men walked into his room. They were the same people who took him to the pool the day before. They covered his face and started walking with him to the pool. When his eyes were covered he focused on his senses of smelling and hearing.
While walking out of the room he can hear even a small whispering and a voice coming from far. He heard a man begging for life and the sound of a sword cutting flesh after which the man stopped talking. Ken could somehow sense that the person was dead and stopped for a moment.