"Mujang," the frail whispery voice of an old woman filled her ears and she turned her face to the other side while still in a sleep that she was struggling to wake up from.
Was it sleep or unconsciousness, she couldn't tell, but whatever it was, she was struggling so hard to wake up from it as she kept turning her head from side to side in forced grunts.
"Mujang," the voice stressed again.
It was sounding very close to her face and ears, automatically increasing her struggle to wake up. Additionally, she could feel huge discomfort on her back. Almost like heat. A very high amount of heat. Like something was burning beneath her body. Beneath her back.
"Mujang," the voice sounded again as she let out a scream before her eyes finally flung open just to meet the horrible big, red-veined ey
