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CHAPTER 4
#fantasy.
It popped him out into a white room. Beds were arranged round the room with patients and ventilators beside them, a boy was walking round checking the patients, he shaked his head then switched off the ventilator of one of them.
"how many heads are rolling Parker" Minos asked walking towards a patient, he placed his hand on the patients forehead and quickly retraced his fingers from the patients cold welcome.
"Eight" Parker replied passing a hand through his black hair, Minos sighed sadly. "This one makes them nine" Parkar added as he draped a white sheet over a body, he roughly carried the body and dumped it into a burning furnace at the left end of the room moving back as the fire consumed the body.
Minos sighed then walked over to another patient. "Any progress on the rest four?" he asked inspecting the patient's still active ventilator.
"scarcely any" Parker answered carrying another patient " just light breathing, weak heartbeats, temperature is going down the hill and their refusing liquified food" he dumped the body into the furnace and went to carry another "so yah, more than likely there are all gonna die"
"don't be so pessimistic Parkar, miracles happen ". He dumped another body into the furnace then gave him a weary look, he squeezed his face and sneezed scratching an injury above his hazel eyes, Minos smiled at how the blue freck of his eyes gave him a dominating but cute look.
"So how did it go?" parkar ventured,
"how did what go?" he asked with his arms folded in his back.
"you know, brain storming for my fellow participants in this death ride" . Minos walked to another patient "I wasn't brainstorming I was watching and you know I can't tell you that " he draped a white sheet over the patient, not even bothering to check if he was alive then looked at parkar who gave him an annoyed look.
"Seriously!, what was the point of you going then". Minos smiled understanding his plight.
Parkar sighed, shoulder slumped "well at least tell me the chance of my survival"
"thin"
"huh!"
"just kidding. No comment on that either ". Minos said grinning, Parkar exhaled loudly, he looked up shaking his head "oh lord, what did I do to deserve such a weary life" he wailed, Minos laughed walking to another patient, your life aren't even the least weary he thought.
"tell me Parkar, what about Beethvonin really amuses you?" he asked wanting to change the topic.
"the number of rooms in this second floor" he blurted looking at the still beeping...
It popped him out into a white room. Beds were arranged round the room with patients and ventilators beside them, a boy was walking round checking the patients, he shaked his head then switched off the ventilator of one of them.
"how many heads are rolling Parker" Minos asked walking towards a patient, he placed his hand on the patients forehead and quickly retraced his fingers from the patients cold welcome.
"Eight" Parker replied passing a hand through his black hair, Minos sighed sadly. "This one makes them nine" Parkar added as he draped a white sheet over a body, he roughly carried the body and dumped it into a burning furnace at the left end of the room moving back as the fire consumed the body.
Minos sighed then walked over to another patient. "Any progress on the rest four?" he asked inspecting the patient's still active ventilator.
"scarcely any" Parker answered carrying another patient " just light breathing, weak heartbeats, temperature is going down the hill and their refusing liquified food" he dumped the body into the furnace and went to carry another "so yah, more than likely there are all gonna die"
"don't be so pessimistic Parkar, miracles happen ". He dumped another body into the furnace then gave him a weary look, he squeezed his face and sneezed scratching an injury above his hazel eyes, Minos smiled at how the blue freck of his eyes gave him a dominating but cute look.
"So how did it go?" parkar ventured,
"how did what go?" he asked with his arms folded in his back.
"you know, brain storming for my fellow participants in this death ride" . Minos walked to another patient "I wasn't brainstorming I was watching and you know I can't tell you that " he draped a white sheet over the patient, not even bothering to check if he was alive then looked at parkar who gave him an annoyed look.
"Seriously!, what was the point of you going then". Minos smiled understanding his plight.
Parkar sighed, shoulder slumped "well at least tell me the chance of my survival"
"thin"
"huh!"
"just kidding. No comment on that either ". Minos said grinning, Parkar exhaled loudly, he looked up shaking his head "oh lord, what did I do to deserve such a weary life" he wailed, Minos laughed walking to another patient, your life aren't even the least weary he thought.
"tell me Parkar, what about Beethvonin really amuses you?" he asked wanting to change the topic.
"the number of rooms in this second floor" he blurted looking at the still beeping...
