In the morning when the sun was already shining in the sky, Daren opened his eyes waking up from his sleep after the surgery. He felt pain in his chest all the way down his back due to the wound he had. Even breathing was quite painful.
'God it hurts so much, my chest feels like it's been stabbed multiple times. But why am I still alive? Is this heaven?' he thought then looked around him. What he saw was an ordinary room with a computer in the corner, a closet and a bookshelf.
'Why does heaven look like someone's room? Am I actually still alive?'
As he tried to move his body, a man restrained him from moving too much let alone sitting up.
"Better stay lying down, your wound is still wet and let it heal first," the man said.
"Who are you? Are you the one who helped me?"
"You can say that, but it was Victor who helped you. I just helped remove the bullet that was embedded in your chest last night," explained none other than Wilfred.
