Chapter 75: The Test Of Death For Life

[NIKITA]

"Ugh—" Nikita whined as he tried to sit himself up. He looked and felt like he had been knocked by an oncoming truck, though he couldn't remember anything. His head was way too heavy even to turn around and let him have a good look around him.

He tried opening his eyes, but it was almost like they had been glued shut, and he was cursed to stay in the dark. What kind of hell was this anyway? Maybe there was an explanation for this, or perhaps, he had finally died, but if that was so, why was it so uncomfortable then?

"Dear God—" Nikita said, his voice inaudible to anyone who happened to be around him at the moment.

The doctor was having a crisis, stuck between finding out what was happening to him, lifting his head up, and looking around him. If anyone was wearing him at the moment, he could only wish they saw his struggle and came to help because right now, he wanted to get out of the darkness.