In life, at this stage, I am in, there are only a few things that could scare me. Just only a very few things but the sight of blood splattered from Mary's mouth filled me with more than fear. I am horrified. What is this?
For some heart-stopping seconds, I only gaze down at my hand, which she has coughed at. Where the blood from her mouth had wetted.
" Doctor, " I whisper, unable to decipher what is going on. " Doctor! "
At my exclamation, Marco swiftly rushes to my side. He briefly felt Mary's pulse and then turned to me.
" Barely alive. I fear she won't make it before the doctor arrives at the fort. How about the one locked away in the underground cell? "
" Bring him," I blurted out without thinking twice, but My stepmother stopped me; her voice came like a poisonous potion.
