Chương 245: Rewind Time (III)
These past few years, he didn't get to talk much with her, but he still had conversations with them. Even still, he regretted not speaking to her more and reassured himself that when she was okay, he would spend more time with her.
Kyle had called Anna, and she booked a flight back in the morning. He was glad that he was seeing his sister, who had disappeared off into another state to venture off into her business deals. Even though she had difficulties in her field, she still struggled and pushed forward, making herself well-known throughout her industry.
With a heavy sigh, Kiyro leaned back. He looked up at the white ceiling walls and slouched, defeated. Today felt way too long; every minute throughout the surgery felt like days. He wished dearly that everything would be over, but he knew he dreaded every minute. He feared what the doctor would say when he came out. All he could do was close his eyes and attempt to sleep, but even sleep wasn't possible.
Help. A young female's voice whispered in his ears. Kiyro snapped forward, confused about where the sudden sound came from. He looked around, but all he could see was a couple of people sitting in the waiting room, half-sleeping. The only female he found was the nurse at the front desk; her shoulder bent forward as she scribbled away at her paper.
Nowhere did he find the person that called out for help. I must be way too tired, he thought. I hear things again.
Please. Someone help me! The girl's voice snapped him to the right. Off in the distance, he peeked to the right, where he saw a lonely hallway with a young girl in a white dress. She was holding a teddy bear on her right while her long black hair came up to her shoulder. Kiyro could tell that she was sickly with her pale skin that was close to white. He stared at the girl for a moment, but when he blinked, she disappeared.
The only presence of someone there was the flickering light that buzzed on and off erratically. She was completely gone. Kiyro rubbed his eyes to make sure that he didn't see things. He blinked a couple more times and saw nothing. With a sigh, he returned to his seat and made himself comfortable again. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back onto the headrest.
Please, help me. The girl's voice was now loud and clear to the point where he felt like the girl was in front of him.
He bolted up onto his seat. What he saw next startled him to the point where he fell off his chair. Standing up over him was the girl that called out for his help. He could now see something was seriously wrong with her; a red blister formed on her porcelain skin with many erratically forming dots. Her hand reached out towards him in an attempt to grab him.
"Stop!" Kiyro threw up his arm, fearing that whatever disease would transfer over to him. Not only that, he felt there was something about this girl that unnerved him immensely.
"Are you okay?" Kyle tilted his head over; he looked at him like an idiot.
Kiyro opened his eyes from behind his hand and saw no one present. Instead, he saw quite a few
bystanders looking at him in confusion and curiosity. His mouth opened to speak something to Kyle but was quickly closed. Then, with clammy hands, he reached up towards the chair and brought himself back up.
"I'm fine. I was just startled from falling off the chair. Did you see a girl here?" Kiyro made himself comfortable again.
"A girl? No. There was no one here."
"Oh. Uh. Never mind."
"You need some sleep, or you'll start having delusions again. We have been here for over nine hours; I wouldn't be surprised if you're tired."
"Yea." He stretched, understanding what Kyle said. "What about you?"
"I'll be fine." Kyle was also extremely tired from the whole ordeal. He could tell that the waiting stress was also eating him up.
Suddenly, the lights in the emergency room turned off, and the doctor came out. His father, Kyle, bolted onto their feet and rushed over.
"Is she going to be okay?" asked the father.
The doctor pulled off his mask. Kiyro could tell they were deep furrowed lines on the doctor's fresh, clean face. "That depends."
"What do you mean, that depends?" Kiyro's father's voice went up an octave in fear. He gripped his other hand, causing it to turn slightly red.
"Her Right Coronary Artery, one of her heart veins, had ruptured, and she lost quite a bit of blood. Right now, she's in a critical state for the next twenty-four hours. After that, she could go into another cardiac arrest. The chance of her dying is high."
All three of us gasped. Kiyro's hand turned into a fist, making it completely red. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His mother could die any minute now, and it frightened him. The doctor didn't sugarcoat what might happen; he could tell that his words were still lightly peppered with false hope. Something else was bothering the doctor, and he could read it on his face like an open book.
"There is something else wrong with our mother, isn't there," Kiyro spoke to the doctor. The doctor turned around, slightly startled by what he had just said. A slight fear and sadness in his eyes made Kiyro even more curious about what the doctor had in mind. "Please tell us. What's wrong with our mother? I know you're hiding something."
The doctor crinkled his eyebrow. Creases formed on his lips as he stared at him. There was a temporary struggle between telling them or not until he finally gave in. "There is a high chance your mom will die tonight. We don't know what is causing your mom to have faltering heartbeats, but it's becoming so sporadic that it's unusual. It's as if she is struggling to stay alive, but something else is trying to snuff her life out. That's the best way I could describe it. We fixed every problem, but nothing else we have found is causing the issue."
Kiyro froze. He knew then and there that they were something more to this than he thought. The memory of the shadow that stood in the doorway when she fell on the floor unconscious. Its sinister smile that spread into a creepy grin made him shudder again. It was the shadow; he knew it was the shadow that kept Kiyro's mother at death's door.
"There must be something else that you can do?! I can pay for the surgery; please save her!"
Kiyro's father grabbed hold of the doctor's shirt. He shook with fear, desperation, and worry. He never saw such a side to Kiyro's father that it stunned me.
"I'm sorry. This is the best we could do." The doctor pried away his fingers.
"No! That can't be true! You're lying!" He cried out in hysteria.
People turned to see the scene that Kiyro's father was causing. Kyle reached over towards their father, pulling him back.
"Dad. It would help if you calmed down. Then, we could make a call to other doctors. Right now, this is the best that this hospital can offer." He quickly started, trying to calm his father's outburst. It took a moment for his father to let go.
"You're right. I know James; he's one of the top surgeons in the U.S. I know he could fix this." His father called out in desperation. "I'll call him now." He backed away and hurriedly picked up his phone from his back pocket. His hands slipped and fumbled before he could get a better grip.
"I am sorry. I am," said the Doctor. Kiyro could tell that his words were genuine, but all he could feel with anger and desperation was that his mother could die at any moment. "Please go to the front desk; the receptionist will tell you which room your mother will be in." He spoke to both Kyle and him. He nodded as the doctor went away, leaving behind a depressive mood.
Kiyro shuffled towards the receptionist; he leaned forward anxiously. He wanted to be next to his mother and see how well she was doing. But, on the other hand, he wanted to ensure that the shadow man wasn't next to his mother. The thought of the shadow man terrified him, and he knew he had to do something. He just didn't know what.
"Hello." The young lady receptionist smiled at them. Her brown hair was tied into a bun, her nose wrinkled, and she scanned us. She wore a pink nurse outfit that nicely accentuated her figure, but even still, Kiyro didn't care how pretty this lady looked. Instead, he could only think about which room his mother was in. "How may I help you?"
"We would like to know which room Sonia Koga would be in." Kiyro's voice cracked.
"Give me a moment." The lady quickly typed in the computer. She scanned through the files and gave us a knowing smile. "She would be in room E5. You will need to be going down the hallway to your right." She pointed towards the direction where the blinking lights sporadically went on and off.
"Thanks."
The three rushed through the hallway toward their destination. With every step he took, he felt the weight of his mother's life passing away in seconds. He needed to be there; no, he had to be there.
Please, help me. Once again, the voice of the little girl cried out. He whipped his head and saw the girl standing in front of a half-open door in room E2. There was this strange feeling that the girl was in that room; it was just that he didn't want to go in there to ensure she was real. So instead, he pushed forward, leaving behind the pleading girl. There was nothing he could do, he was no doctor, and all he could do was be there for his mother.
Help! Another strange cry burst out from behind him. Startled, he turned to look over his shoulder. This time he saw an older man bent over with one of his legs missing, holding onto a crutch underneath his armpit. Please, help me send a message!
It didn't stop there. They were more and more ghostly spirits that stood either in front of their door or walked past him when he walked by them. Kiyro did everything he could to ignore them as best as he could. He didn't want to take part in these strange ghostly encounters; the thought actually terrified him.
Who were they? Why did they bother him so much? None of the answers popped up in his head, and instead, he pushed them away as if it was like a plague.
Kiyro.
It wasn't until he heard the musical sound of his mother's voice that made him temporarily stopped. How he suddenly missed them; her voice tightened his heart in sadness.
"Mom?" Kiyro was shocked and prayed that what he heard was just a nightmare.
Kiyro. This time her voice was louder than before. He whipped around to find his mother's voice, but he didn't. Instead, all he saw was his brother and father running ahead of him in a hurry.
"Mom?" His voice squeaked as it was hard to speak.
Kiyro. I've been waiting for you. Kiyro could feel goosebumps appearing on his arms and legs. He felt suddenly uneasy at the voice that was calling him.
"M-m-mom?" This time he was a little more confident in what he said. He turned behind him and saw the same little girl he had seen in the beginning, holding onto her teddy bear.
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