The room was spacious and clean, with a faint smell of disinfectant in the air. His eyes moved to a place not far away, where Teresa was sitting on a chair, holding a thick book in her hands. She crossed her legs and began to chant strange spells again.
Perry tried to adjust his breathing and struggled to stand up. Teresa's voice suddenly stopped, she raised her head, her eyes met Perry's eyes that had just recovered, and an incredible surprise instantly appeared on her face. "Henry!" She almost jumped up, hugged the book in her hand tightly, and said excitedly, "Oh my God, you finally woke up! This is incredible!"
Perry blinked, his throat was dry, and his voice was hoarse: "How long have I slept? Is this... a hospital?"
Teresa did not pay attention to Perry, but raised the book in her hand, with a strange excitement on her face: "This book is actually true! I thought Miss Crocker lied to me!" She muttered to herself, speaking as fast as a string of cannonballs, "Great, I have a new research project!"
Perry looked at her in confusion, with a bit of alertness in his tiredness: "Teresa... what are you talking about? This book... what does it have to do with me? And, where is Alaric? Where am I?"
Teresa replied with joy, but when she heard his question, her expression was slightly restrained, and she sighed: "This is the medical room. You fainted for a whole week, and we were scared that you couldn't get out. Alaric just leave a few minutes ago."
"A week?" Perry was stunned and sat up from the bed in an instant. The big movement involved the muscles in his body, making him frown. He looked at Teresa with a shocked face: "You said I was unconscious for a week? A whole week?"
He had only spent a few hours in that cave, how come it was already a week after waking up?
Teresa nodded, with deep concern in her tone: "Yes. Miss Crocker checked you and said that you were in good health, but your consciousness seemed to be suppressed by some strange force, causing you to fall into a deep coma. Since you fainted, Alaric was very worried about you. He looked after you every day and didn't sleep well. I saw that he couldn't hold on any longer, so I persuaded him to go back and rest. By the way, do you remember what happened before you fainted? Did you see anything special?"
Perry's mind was in chaos at this time. He closed his eyes and tried to sort out his experience in the coma. The shadows in the dark, Limoz's low and tired voice, and the strange breath in the cave, all the memories seemed to be engraved deep in his mind. He knew clearly that it was not an illusory dream, but a real thing.
'I have to solve this curse quickly.' He made up his mind in his heart, and his fingertips couldn't help but clench the sheets. 'I don't want to be a sacrifice... I can't let Limoz die in vain. If he hadn't told me how to escape, I might still be trapped in that shadowy place, with no chance of waking up.'Thinking of this, Perry's face became more solemn.
He frowned, his mind ached, he couldn't help but press his hand on his temple, muttering softly: "I remember... I saw a shadow, it swallowed me..." Perry's voice became lower and lower, as if he was talking to himself. He didn't know whether to tell Teresa about the things in the cave, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it out loud.
Teresa was sitting nearby, flipping through the pages of a book out of boredom. When she heard Perry's whisper, she raised her head slightly and muttered, "A shadow? Sure enough..."
Perry didn't hear her voice clearly, so he looked up at her and asked with a frown, "What? What did you just say?"
Teresa was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, saying vaguely, "Nothing, I just remembered something." She paused, as if she wanted to change the subject, and smiled thoughtfully, "By the way, Henry, Miss Crocker... Do you still remember her?"
"Miss Crocker?" Perry frowned even deeper. He shook his head and looked at Teresa in confusion: "Sorry, I don't remember. Who is she?"
"Well, I can't blame you for not remembering. Alaric said you have lost your memory." Teresa moved her chair and changed to a more comfortable sitting position, her tone a little lighter, "Miss Crocker is the doctor here, and also a teacher who specializes in teaching curse magic. She is also a recognized genius in the academy." She smiled, a mischievous light flashed in her eyes, "By the way, she is the youngest teacher in our academy."
"Doctor... also teaches curse magic?" Perry couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, with a bit of surprise and confusion in his tone, "It sounds... Isn't it a bit strange to come here? These two identities don't match at all. "
Teresa chuckled and sat back in her chair, seeming to find his reaction interesting: "To be honest, I also found it incredible at first. However, since I became her student, I have learned some things. She is a person, how should I put it... a little special."
In order to relieve his tense emotions and try to understand more about the situation, Perry looked around and asked tentatively: "Well... but these two professions are completely unrelated, right? Why did she choose to be a doctor? There must be a reason, right?"
Teresa raised her eyebrows, as if she had expected him to ask this question. She was really Sitting on the back of the chair, she shrugged and said, "I heard that she had some...special interests when she was a child. She especially liked to dismantle things when she was a child —— can you imagine? She has dismantled almost all the mechanical toys at home, and later even the chickens at home were not spared. She dissected them directly, but accidentally treated the internal injuries of the chicken." She waved her hands and seemed helpless and amused by this behavior. "I remember she said that her parents were scared and thought she would become a lunatic when she grew up, but it turned out that she did have a talent in this area. It was because of this "interest" that she became a genius doctor."
"So, what's the matter with her teaching curse magic?" Perry suppressed the picture that emerged in his mind. Teresa nodded, and her expression became a little more serious: "Well, it seems to be related to her family. Her family seems to have some connection with curse magic, but I don't know the details. She never mentioned too much, just said it was a 'family tradition', so she was willing to teach me this course." She paused, and suddenly showed a strange smile, "However, not everyone can be her student, she is very strict in selecting people, and I am her most satisfied student."
Teresa continued to tell a lot of her stories, and Perry sighed, thinking that it all sounded too complicated. He raised his hand and rubbed his temple, trying to keep himself awake: "Then... did she tell me why I fainted? This should be within her professional scope, right?"
When it comes to this, Teresa's expression suddenly became serious, and she whispered: "Well... she mentioned that you might be cursed. Moreover, this curse is very troublesome, and even she can't completely solve it. She said she would try to contact her mother. I heard that her mother is more experienced in this regard. However, it will take a few days."
"A few days..." Perry muttered to himself, with a trace of anxiety in his heart. He glanced at the book in Teresa's hand and asked, "Is there any way to break the curse in this book?"
"This book..." Teresa glanced at the thick magic book and said with a complicated expression, "Miss Crocker said that this book is an abandoned magic book, which records many strange magic spells, but most of them are useless. She just guessed that there might be a spell that can wake you up, but she was not sure which one it was, so she asked me to try them one by one. I thought she was playing a trick on me at first. You know, she always likes to tease people. But for you, I still tried for several days... Now it seems that what she said is not false. This book is really useful, and you finally woke up!"
Perry thought of the call he just heard. Maybe Teresa's call helped him find the line quickly. In any case, he thanked her sincerely: "Thank you, Teresa. If it weren't for you...it might take longer to wake up."
Teresa waved her hand with an embarrassed smile on her face: "Don't be so polite, after all, we are good friends."
Perry smiled lightly and said: "Anyway, I still want to thank you."
Teresa sighed softly, then stood up and said: "Since you are awake, I have to call the doctor to give you a comprehensive examination. After all, you have been in a coma for so long, and you have to make sure you are okay."
"No!" Perry suddenly raised his voice, looking a little nervous. He still knew that there were toxins in his body, and the toxins could not be easily disrupted, otherwise he would be poisoned directly. He waved his hand and said, "No! Really. I'm just... a little tired and want to rest for a while. Let's talk about the doctor later."
Teresa stared at him suspiciously, with some doubt in her eyes: "Are you really okay? It doesn't look as simple as tiredness."
Perry forced a smile: "It's really okay. Let me sleep for a while, don't worry."
Teresa stared at Perry for a while, and finally sighed, and put the book in front of Perry's bed: "Okay, sleep if you want. But the doctor will still come, I'll go call him later. Don't run around, wait for me to come back." After that, she turned and walked out of the room, without even closing the door, leaving Perry alone in the room.
Perry sighed helplessly, leaned back weakly on the head of the bed, his mind in a mess. He thought that during the time he fainted, the doctor must have done a detailed examination, and those examinations should not have affected the balance of toxins in the body, otherwise he would have been poisoned long ago.
He subconsciously looked up and tried to communicate with the system. He suddenly remembered that the moment before he fell into a coma, the connection between him and the system had been cut off. This made his heart sink, and he hurriedly tried to call the system: "System... Can you hear me? System... cough cough cough..."
However, the only response he got was the quiet room and his hoarse cough.
"Is this really the effect of Lucky E..." He murmured, raised his hand and pressed his temple, and felt his throat dry and painful. The feeling of thirst became more and more obvious, making him almost unbearable. He glanced around the room and found that there was no water on the table, nor anything to quench his thirst. He frowned and struggled to get up from the bed to find water to drink.
Just as he raised his feet to get out of bed, his peripheral vision swept across the pillow and quilt. His movements froze, and his sight was attracted by the dense red handwriting covering the pillowcases and sheets. Those words were like twisted symbols, and like some weird language, with an evil aura that people couldn't look directly at.
Perry held his breath, his chest tightened. His eyes widened, his heart pounding, as if the words would come alive in the next second. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and just as his fingertips touched the cloth, he felt an inexplicable chill, like the coldness rising from the depths of his bones. He couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "What...what are these things? Could it be that the shadow left them?"
His mind was working fast, thinking that these words might be related to his curse. Just as he was about to lift the quilt, the door was suddenly pushed open. Teresa was standing at the door, and she was with a helpless doctor. It was obvious that the doctor was dragged here by her.
"Oh, I almost forgot to remind you." Teresa said with a relaxed look, "Perry, you can't get out of bed yet. The spells on the bed are protective charms cast by Miss Crocker. If you leave the bed, the spell will be invalid. You know, your curse seems to work only at night."
"Protective charm?" Perry was stunned, then frowned. His sight moved from Teresa to the twisted words on the bed sheet, and then to the dark night sky outside the window. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. The curse took effect at night? It seemed that he really noticed the shadow at night.
He pursed his cracked lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I won't get out of bed... But I'm very thirsty now, can you give me some water?"