"Mmm..."
A groan left his mouth. The voice that came out of his own mouth sounded distant.
"Ren..."
He could hear another distant voice.
"...en... Please... Re..."
He couldn't hear it clearly, but he knew who this voice belonged.
'Brother...'
He wanted to call out his name, but he couldn't. His throat was dry as a desert. His chest was burning. His head was tingling. His insides were all on fire. He felt cold. He felt like he would freeze to death despite his burning body.
"Re... A little... more... hang... ple...se...."
The voice was getting fainter and fainter.
'Am I going to die?'
He asked himself. Was he going to die? Like this? Right now? Right after finding his brother?
He didn't want his life to end like this.
