Chapitre 9: One More Chance Please!
I heard him laugh two floors above me. I stood up and raised my hand to curse him but instead I saw my hand fluctuate…I could swear, it kind of disappeared and reappeared.
He came down to me laughing his heart out and I waited for that fluctuation to happen again but it didn't, so I let go. Maybe it was because of the fall, although it hadn't hurt me.
"That was not funny," I complained, but eventually joined in.
"So has this happened with you?" I asked once my laughter was in control.
"Worse. This thought occurred to me in the elevator. Imagine falling into the elevator shaft, filled with dust that has not been cleared since the stone-age…." he cursed dramatically.
"Wow. You deserved it, you know," I teased.
"I know," he laughed again.
"So how did you come back? Can we fly?"
Flying could be interesting.
"Maybe we can, but I am not sure. At that time, I walked in the Earth for don't know how long, came to the underground subway and came back to the surface. It was terrifying, I swear I would like to forget that soon…." he replied with a shiver.
"So that bad, huh?" I asked sincerely and he nodded.
"Did you see that?" I asked shocked, "Did you see my hand?"
"It's not just your hand, it's your whole body." he replied scared.
His face was dead white now; If my heart could beat, it would have been in my mouth by now…
"What is happening to me?" I was panicking.
"You are sinking. Quick, we have to go!"
He ran to my room.
"Hey, what do you mean by sinking?" I asked as I followed him but my question didn't need an answer.
Looking at the scene at present I understood what he meant by sinking - I was dying.
Doctors and nurses had surrounded me; my mother and Zara were sobbing from the small window in the door. I could see my heart-rate falling rapidly and my lifeline beeping insanely.
The more it dropped, the faster I fluctuated.
"No, no, no! You cannot!" Armaan shouted, holding me tightly in both arms.
"Please don't go…please…." he shouted in tears.
"At least give her a chance!" He screamed angrily at the ceiling.
I asked, "What chance?"
"Most people are given chances to come back to life."
"Did you get one?"
"Yes, but I missed it, I didn't know what it was and I was scared, but you didn't even have one," he replied putting his forehead against mine.
Although I was dying, I felt so complete in the moment that I could have stayed there forever. But I didn't have forever.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone