Jonathan was hungry and cold. On some occasions, he cried for help, but he couldn't find anyone. Blood was oozing from his body as he trembled down the road over and over again. He didn't see the blood before.
Blood! He screamed in agony and pain.
It seems to be that there was a big cut on his lower abdomen. And it was serious.
He put his hands in the opening of the cut and tried to put pressure on it.
Help!, he shouted, as his eyes were shutting down. And, the last thing he saw was a car stopping by on the left side of his road.
The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself in a bed, tied with ropes. His mouth was covered in tapes. Where am I?
He was more shocked than confused.
He couldn't move, and his troubles were about to increase. As he was screaming to get free, a doctor walked out from the door.
Hello, Jonathan! "He said with an evil gin on his face..
"You are a dead man, brother! I warned you, but you didn't listen to me. It's always the people we trust that stab us in the back, "the doctor said.
The doctor gave him an injection, and the last thing he knows is that he was cut open by some kind of a blade.