He held his head as if he was in pain. His hand, which had stopped bleeding, started oozing blood droplets again little by little which stained his t-shirt.
"Mom…. No…. Don't"
His eyes fell open from the nightmare , his breathing was even more ragged and he could only see blurred images as if he was still in the dream land.
That's when his bedroom door opened and a figure appeared in the shadow.
"What happened to him.. sniff ..sniff.."
Ari Jung could smell that same familiar iron smell , somehow this smell was sweet and inviting to her. She almost closes her nostrils, getting any further smell.
She controls her urges and goes near him to have a look. She holds up his injured hand . There was fresh blood slightly oozing from the gaps.
"Look at him.. he was all about how you should take care of yourself and was about the importance of bandaging wounds and cleaning your wound and all, but he himself left it like that …. Is it a universal doctor thing?"
She scoffs at him and goes out.