When There Is Nothing Left But Love

He shook his head and pinched the tube. “This is a temporary measure,” he said as he emptied the contents of the syringe into my drip.

“Isn’t this administered as a jab?” I inquired suspiciously. Isn’t it normal to inject a patient with antihistamine instead of administering it through the drip?

The doctor adjusted the speed. “It’s saline. The previous batch was too concentrated; this is just to water it down slightly. Don’t worry, it won’t affect anything.”

I wasn’t familiar with medical procedures, but even in my ignorance, this explanation felt too far-fetched to me. But my nagging suspicion was unable to identify what was wrong.

Without a concrete reason to raise any objections, I settled down and accepted it without complaint.

The doctor eventually moved to other patients to carry out the same procedure. My suspicions evaporated when I observed his deftness in carrying out his duty. Soon after, I closed my eyes again.

A while later, I could no longer deny feeling that something was wrong. My eyelids felt too heavy to open.

Suspicion and fear clouded my mind. I groped for my hand and pinched it hard. After ascertaining that I was not dreaming, I mustered all my strength to wrench my eyes open.

The sight of the doctor standing menacingly before I had confirmed my fears.

I reached out to push him away, but he suddenly lifted me up and out of the corridor.

As the sedative began to take effect, I reminded myself over and over again to stay awake.

the pain of it was immense. By this

recognized the possibility of him taking me away. My first instinct was to struggle to free myself, but I felt completely limp.

opened and he walked in with me. He pressed for a

only thing that I felt sure of was that he had selected the lowest of the blurry red dots on

dug my nails deep into

thought that he was going to throw me into a car

I was thrust into had succeeded

the September air was cold but not to this extent. This was something

was flashed dully but clearly in my mind.

was at the bottom of the hospital. I forgot about

reason for a

that greeted me upon opening my eyes was one of pure terror. It was white everywhere I looked. The corpses that

his shoulders and went out of my field of vision. I heard

myself being placed into a container that was even colder

creaks later, I was pushed

to conclude that I was

I was capable of was to reach out and touch the sides of my

fear of facing death seeped through my entire being. I knew that I would be doomed if nobody were to come to my rescue. And I would have been dead for a long time