Promise~

"Give way, move!" One of the people standing next to me shouted as they lifted me onto the stretcher, I couldn't understand much of what they were saying, my head was still heavy. All I want is to see Raziel.

Unfortunately, I couldn't move my neck properly to turn around, other parts of my body were also numb.

"The other one, the man in the driver seat that was hit by the car, have you taken out the—it’s close—the blood--" Their voices were weak and broken, I wanted to hear properly about Raziel.

I tried to open my mouth and I did, but no voice came out. Instead, I feel how dry my throat is and how it hurts when I try to speak.

One of them looked at me and grinned, "You will be fine, just don't move." He whispered and grabbed something from his pocket, he opened it and revealed to me the syringe filled with liquid.

“A-Aah…” I wanted to stop him and ask what it was but I didn't have the strength to do so. Almost only the two of us knew what he was doing.

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt."