The Winged Angel

9. Unexpected Events.

"Why is Alice gonna come back, Sam?" ask a man with a tall skinny body, next to Daddy.

"So many days he refused to take any more medicine, Bim. Since meeting Selena-like girl Alice is so improved. I couldn't force her to take the medicine.

A girl like Selena? Wh who? Am I what Mister Sam meant?

Mister Sam opened the door. They both went in and approached Mommy. The door was left wide open, so that I could freely observe from behind the sofa, in the dark central room.

"Look at Bim! He was rampaging uncontrollably. I was overwhelmed by it" said Mister Sam.

"That's because you didn't follow my advice, to have Alice hospitalized again."

"Ah, Tim. He's been in care for too long. Right now he's the only one I have. Selena is gone. Don't let my wife be kept away from me. It's the same as killing me" he said in a sad tone.

Selena's gone? Went where?

"Alice looked so normal yesterday. He was convinced that the girl was Selena. I can't have the heart to ruin her happiness" Mister Sam said.

I sharpened my hearing. Try to keep listening well to their conversation.

"How is the girl doing now?" ask the man called Bim. He put the bag on a table. Opening, then seeming to pull out some tools.

Madam Alice's mouth that was lying down continued to rumble indistinctly. Sometimes I smile at no one.

"Condition's improving. His memory has not returned. We will take care of her as Selena" said Mister Sam.

They talk about me.

"Then convince the girl that she is Selena. The medicine I prescribed was giving him regularly. Three more days, take him to my practice. His brain must be washed from past memories."

Whahuh? My brain is being washed! What kind of conspiracy is this?

The man named Bim, examined Madam Alice with the stateskop and other tools that he brought. Looks like he's a doctor.

Now the man's hand looks busy, sucking fluid from inside the vial with a syringe.

"Excuse me Madam Alice, soon Madam will be sleepy" said the doctor, stabbing a syringe into Madam Alice's arm.

The woman did not react. Both of his eyes stared blankly like lifeless bodies. Frighteningly. It turns out that the person who confessed to my Mommy was a mentally ill woman.

"One more, Sam. You have to limit the girl's movements. Don't let him get out of the house too freely. Don't let him know too much!"

"Yes, I've thought about that. All of my workers have understood what to do."

"Good then" said Bim while fixing his tools.

Shortly after, the door closed again. The two men stepped out down the stairs. I was silent. Sit down behind the sofa. Swallowing nervous saliva. I don't know what to do to help myself.

I'm not Selena. Then ... Who am I? Three more days they'll brainwash me. What am I supposed to do?

It turns out that Mister Sam will sacrifice my life for his happiness. He's a bad guy.

Maybe right now my real family is looking for my whereabouts.

I have to think of a way to get out of here. Anyhow. If they manage to brainwash me. My fate is no better than the undead.

Seriate

For a few minutes I was still stuck in the dark. Trying to think with a dead-end brain condition.

Remembering who I am .. I cannot.

If only I could escape from this place. Where's mydestination? What if I meet someone even worse than Mister Sam?

"Aakhs!" Kuremas hair frustration.

Eve on the second floor was noticeably turning colder. Makes my body that was already wearing warm pajamas shiver.

Owenzhh ....

Like there was a wind blowing and spinning in this dim room.

Bizarrely. Where did this wind come from? All the large windows lined up on one side of the room seemed to be tightly closed. None of them are open. The windows move in flutters. Partly exposed. Until the moonlit night sky could be seen. The moonlight outside makes the room bright.

I looked around in wonder. Chest thumping. My eyes found the switch. But, if the lights turn on, it will be dangerous. It's possible that Mister Sam suddenly came and found me here.

Suddenly ... brak!!

One of the doors just opened. The door leaf twitched like the wind.The lights inside then flickered.

I was surprised to hold onto my chest. I'm sharpening my view. Maybe someone else was in the room. I'll wait a few moments.

Slender. Doesn't look like anyone.

Doubtful I dragged both feet closer to the room that had opened. My eyes kept watching around. As if someone was watching me.

In front of the door for a moment I was stunned. The room turned out to be a fairly spacious and luxurious room. Dominated light purple color. The bed and bed cover are the same. All neatly arranged. Some cute teddy bears are looking up near his pillow. Seeing all this, I can guess that this room is owned by a girl.

Even though the chest keeps pounding. A great curiosity prompted me to enter that room. The smell of the rose was so clearly smelled as soon as I was inside.

The wind from the middle room no longer existed. Now it turns quiet and silent. Only the sound of my breath and the sound of water droplets coming from the sink, near the bathroom door.

The lights kept flashing until I had to sharpen my gaze. Seemed a picture frame on the nightstand in the face down. My hand reached for it. Whose picture is it? I slowly turned the photo.

I stared at the face in the book-sized photo. A beautiful girl smiling sweetly. His body is very similar to mine. White skin and long black hair. Is this the real Selena? At first glance, it looks like me. But still we are not the same person.Kul put the photo back in place.

What else can I find here? My eyes scanned the entire room. Then he turned to a desk beside the bed. Personal items are probably there.

I'll pull the drawer. There are some reading books. Most fashion magazines. My hands were pawing again to the bottom. Then stop when you find something that looks special. It's a pretty little book that says 'My Story'. Light purple basic colored book cover. This is probably the room owner's favorite color.

Just the first sheet I opened, a photo fell out of it. In the photo there are two young people with different genders. Embracing each other, showing off happy smiles. The woman is the same person I found in the photo. A girl who looks like me. While the Asian-faced man is quite handsome with tanned skin color. They were photographed against a sunset background.

My eyeballs widened as I read the writing behind the photo; 'Selena and Aris in love.'

So is this really the real Selena?

Then ... Where is he now?

Why would Mister Sam want me to replace Selena?

 

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