I looked around the room a little more to discover a clock. It was a very old fashioned clock currently showing the time to be 10:00 in the night, atleast that what it should be according to the lack of light from the big curtained window.
The room was dimly lit but was still bright to my eyes.
'Not quite a surprise after seeing only pitch black view for the past 14-15 days.'
Feeling the weakness growing in my body and the sleep again looking at me with pleading eyes for me to embrace it, I did what any sane man would do. I took the sleep's hand as it guided me to the way to rest and I again went back to sleep to keep my worries for the next day.
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"--I am pretty sure he is awake and just asleep."
" Should I call the lord?"
" Yup, maybe the time he reaches the young master will already be awake."
After that I heard footsteps running out and only one of the people who were talking remained.
'This person must be a doctor or someone with medical experience since he is reading my pulses the correct way not like those inexperienced Students. Well they were also just newly getting used to it so I can't blame them.' I thought keeping my eyes closed.
"Hey, I know you are already awake. For how long are you going to pretend to not wake up?"
The voice of the doctor came.
'Oh shit. I totally forgot he is also in the room.'
" Come on, open your eyes. I know you are able to atleast lift your hand." The doctor said, this time a bit annoyed.
I opened my eyes slowly and infront of me sat a young man probably around 20-30 in a white coat siting on a chair beside my bed crossing his arms infront of his chest and looking at me in a bit of confusion.
"Wow you really did wake up, I was just trying my luck." The doctor said.
His hair was a lime green colour with pink-reddish eyes. The man was handsome with sharp looks and a fit body.
As I tried to sit up on the bed he helped me and, after sitting there for a while in silence
SLAP
A hard hand greeted my face. I can tell the doctor was holding back but, it still hurts. I was about to ask what was that for or who was he as I held my cheek which was definitely a bit red now but I stopped myself seeing the doctor was trembling keeping his head down.
" WHAT DID YOU LACK?" The doctor screamed at me still keeping his head down as his clenched his fists.
Before I could do anything memories that weren't mine started to fill my head.
From a young boy laughing to a young boy crying alone. There were many people there but I can only see the face of one, the doctor. The young boy had midnight Black hair but, the most eye catching thing was the lock of white hair at the front towards right.
One of the memory was quite vivid, the same boy was crying on the floor begging the doctor to stop some dreams as the doctor tried his best to calm him down. "What should I do big brother, wh-what should I do? Am I going crazy?"
"No, everything will be alright. What the others say isn't true at all". The doctor hugged the little kid wrapping him into his arms hiding the little fellow from the world.
Coming back to my sense the doctor was still looking down but now a little better then before.
"I am sorry. You are probably having a headache and I am acting like this all of a sudden." He looked at the papers he was holding and then countinued," You should rest for the whole day and eat properly, no excuses and if you fall asleep for the whole day without eating then I will personally feed you tomorrow".
The surroundings became quite for a few minutes as he examined the papers again, turning and going through them.
"Who was it?" The doctor finally looking at me asked.
"What?" I asked taken aback by the hatred in his voice.
"Tell me the reason why you did it." The doctor asked me again, grabbing my sholders with both his hands.
"I don't know what yo-"
BANG
Before I could ask my question, the door to the room opened with a loud bang as another person, a man barged into the room looking like he just woke up from a bad dream with dishevled hair and some visible dark circles.The man stared at me for a whole minute, probably catching his breath. Then walked upto me and checked my forehead. He wore gloves but his hands still felt cold and nice. If the man wouldn't have been in a suit then I would have definitely thought that he came straight out of his bed.