Once Mr. Hunderson woke up, he didn't speak anything. He was just roaming his eyes and looking at Mike who is always at his side. Though, Mr. Hunderson's eyes were also tearing up. Doctors and nurses came and check the old man. Everything went fast that Mr. Hunderson is responding with the question with nod and head shake. Mike rubs his hands, anticipating with what would be the result upon his father's condition. Clyde would tap his shoulder, and comfort him with a small smile. He mouthed, 'it's okay,' and Mike replied with a worried eyes. Meanwhile, Jeffrey, on his head, he's been suppressing his violent demeanor. In his mind, he is killing the old man, strangling his neck until his veins will pop on his head, and would turn his eyes into bloody red. His thoughts were cut when Vince looked at him."Your hand is bleeding," Vince said in a small sound. He took his eyes off to Jeffrey and look back to Mr. Hunderson. "Do you have something up on your sleeves? S
Third Person POVThe weather is confusing, the air is warm, even yesterday. But the atmosphere at where Mr. Hunderson's room at the hospital is definitely cold, shivering.Vince, Clyde, and Mike is inside Mr. Hunderson's room. Unable to speak anything, staring at Mr.Hunderson's body while the nurses are doing their best of their works. Mike knelt down on the floor and cannot believe his eyes is witnessing.How did they end up here? Why didn't they escaped?Until Raven, Mr. Scott, and Everleigh came.~Flashback~Mike and Clyde was about to go with their plan on how to escape the old man. They stopped when Mr. Scott called. Clyde answer his phone and put it on the loudspeaker."Yes, Mr. Scott,"[I finally found some CCTV footages of people coming in and out of the hospital. They've been hiding it from me but my source got some clips. However, I cannot find someone who enters suspiciously. AndâWait! Jackson is coming]"Jackson? Doesn't he c
Third Person POVClyde entered on Mr. Hunderson's room. Mike was sipping a cup of coffee while sitting on the sofa, he probably didn't sleep again last night."Clyde," Mike strode his eyes behind him, searching if anyone will enter too, "where are the others? Where's Vince?"He plastered a smile on his lips and sat beside Mike. "Man, I'm here, don't you miss me? Let them hang around themselves everywhere," he laughs.Mike couldn't react but to laugh, too. "I'm just asking. You and Vince always sticks together, don't you?""Hmm," Clyde pouted his lips as if thinking. "Yeah, but we are old enough to never too stick with ourselves to each other. I mean, not all the time is we could always be a ruler away."Mile shrugs his shoulders before sipping on his coffee, again. "Want coffee? Help yourself,""Nah, not in the mood,"Clyde is mastering and building up his courageâthat he thought already build up when he first step inside this hospitalâbut he was