Dadas slowly emerges from his powerlessness, but without fully regaining his consciousness. He is so weak that he cannot get out of this twilight state. The only thing Dadas can do is listen. He hears a babble of voices that are getting louder and louder. It is difficult to distinguish any voices exactly from one another, because they are simply too many and all sound at one another.
But suddenly he hears a female voice not very far from him:
??? : Inra get fresh water! Hey you two! Didn't I tell you you had nothing to do here?
??? :But… !
??? : Nothing there "but", out with you! Children have absolutely no business here!
Dadas can easily feel something pulling on his arm; as if someone was sewing his skin together,
yet the pain that should arise is missing.
-What's going on here ? , he managed to think in his current state.
Suddenly, he hears some heavy object falling to the ground and a heavy amount of liquid escaping.
??? :Oh no ! Forgive… !
??? : No, it's okay, Inra, the voice cuts the other woman calmly, I shouldn't have asked you to fetch something so difficult on my own. So if anyone should apologize, I guess I ...
??? : Still, I should have asked for help!
Dadas felt the pull on his arm again, and this time the feeling was stronger.
??? : And who could you have turned to? We are overwhelmed with all the sick. Not a single one of us can afford to look away from our assigned patients for more than a few seconds! And should ...
The voice was interrupted by a scream:
??? : INRA !! TOBIAS! Quickly we need help!
The pulling stopped abruptly and Dadas heard something tip over and someone took a few steps.
??? :Wait ! You cannot leave his arm in such a state! I go!
??? : Yes, forgive me. I'm just too excited ... the voice whispered.
??? :All right. And don't worry about either of them! We won't get rid of them anytime soon !! , the woman could be heard encouraging the first voice as she walked away.
The boy hears something stolen again and the pulling on his right arm starts again.
It dawns on Dadas that he is currently being doctored and that there are many other injuries. A weak hope is slowly emerging; the hope that a few inhabitants of his village have survived and that they are being looked after ... But something bothers him: All the unknown voices and the name of the one woman: Inra ... There are no villager who has such a name!
- Strangers! It must be strangers! So, does that mean that someone managed to get help on time !!
At that moment Dadas notices that the feeling of sewing on his arm has stopped for some time. Suddenly he smells a rather strong and strange smell. Then his head was lifted a little and a mug was placed on his lips.The strange smelling liquid was slowly poured into his mouth.
Then Dadas notices how dry his throat is and he drinks greedily from the liquid before he starts to scold in thoughts about the nauseating taste. Although he would like to spit it out again, he is grateful that he has been diagnosed and once again the hope is growing in his head to see a few living villagers again.
After a few seconds, Dadas feels how he slowly loses consciousness again, only this time he slips into a restful sleep ...
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So and here is a chapter that I wrote myself ^^
Hope it's well done X)
It's just a shame that we still haven't received any clerks ...
* Put down a plate of biscuits and pray that at least one of them will attract *