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Post by Marcus Suzaki on May 17, 2012 22:05:04 GMT -5
"Alright." I say as I start to fall asleep.
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Post by kazuya on May 18, 2012 6:34:26 GMT -5
Kazuya double checks the machines which controlls the puls and other vital signs of the patient. He installs an alarm to in case something would happend when Kazuya is not in the room.
"Hmph, the faith decides his future now." He picks up the bottles with blood and hides them in a lock cabinet made of stainless steel. To use them later to study the data for selvish reasons.
He leaves the room to get himself some tea.
In case the machine doesn't sound the alarm, Kazuya will be away for hours.
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Post by Marcus Suzaki on May 20, 2012 21:20:52 GMT -5
I start to dream. At first I cant tell what the dream was but then I notice that it wasn't a dream but a memory from when was little. I'm playing with my parents. But then it turns into the memory of me watching them die in front of me. I cant take it. I start running but I cant escape it. Where ever I go I see them die over and over again. "Make it stop." I yell as I start to cry.
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Post by kazuya on May 21, 2012 5:45:18 GMT -5
"Wake up, Marcus, wake up." Kazuya is telling and rubbing Marcus.
"You are having a nightmare."
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Post by Marcus Suzaki on May 21, 2012 22:05:13 GMT -5
"Huh? Oh sorry about that. Its been awhile since I've had a nightmare." I say to Kazuya
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Post by kazuya on May 22, 2012 5:24:11 GMT -5
"Thats okay. What was your nightmare about?" Kazuya asks.
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Post by Marcus Suzaki on May 22, 2012 5:35:01 GMT -5
"It was about the day my parents died." I told him
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Post by kazuya on May 22, 2012 5:49:39 GMT -5
"Sounds like a dream of sorrow. I can't relate to it, both my parents are alive. But I see death now and then, people tend to die at our kind of job. I also have lost a few people at my table. It's sad, very sad. Why don't you tell me about your dream?" Kazuya tells and asks.
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