I’m just staring at my brother lying unconsciously on a pool of blood that he threw up in horror.
I’m just frozen, unable to say or do anything.
Arnold is the quick one, he gets to where he is, reaches for the back of his ear to feel his palm then he turns to look at me. I can see the horror in his eyes too, and I have a feeling this is something he has never seen before.
“He is still alive.” He says and for a moment there, I have hope, just a moment, because the presence before me doesn’t look to me like life.
“What the hell is going on?” Maya who has been quiet too this whole time asks and I can’t just seem to get any word out.
“Bianca, you said Cely brought your brother back to life?” He asks me and again, I’m still frozen.
“What?” That is Maya, I’m sure she doesn’t know about th
