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Adeline

I entered room 15 and Susana followed right after. We spent some time watching him sleep. I had a sphygmomanometer in my hand and the kit to draw blood.

"Look how beautiful!" said Susana, looking at him.

" Beauty and dangerous, huh! "

"What an exaggeration! "

"Then why is one of your wrists tied to the bed?" I asked.

Susana rolled her eyes as I placed the material on a table and saw Sidney sleeping. He took a deep breath and his body shook; I imagined that once again he was having a nightmare, so I approached him to wake him up. I took his shoulder and, right after that, I felt my wrist caught in his hand, giving me a big scare.

"Good morning," he said, looking at me seriously, still gripping my wrist tightly.

" Good morning! I thought you were sleeping,” she said, startled.

Susana looked at me so scared that he noticed. He looked down and let go of my hand.

"I beg your pardon, I didn't mean to scare you."

"Okay," I replied, taking a deep breath.

Susana handed me the sphygmomanometer to measure the pressure.

" I'm going to measure your pressure, change your serum and I'm going to have to take your blood for further tests."

He nodded. I tried to do my job, but I couldn't disguise my fear of him; it was written on my face.

“I apologize for what I said that day.

I smiled and nodded, implying that everything was fine, but in reality he was getting an adrenaline rush in me.

" Feel free. Nurse Adeline will be kind when she takes your blood,” Susana said, trying to break the ice and make me more relaxed.

He smiled.

" I know. "

I drew his blood and he looked to the side, directing his head towards the door. At that moment, Susana opened the door and stopped for a few seconds. A stretcher was being pushed by my colleagues, where there was a patient lying down. A dark man with a long beard. Sidney moved his arm, causing me to miss the vein to draw blood; acted on impulse.

"Don't move," I ordered, but he didn't seem to hear me; his gaze was fixed on the patient who had just passed. Susana closed the door and he moved again. - Stay quiet!

" He is alive! he commented in shock."

"Do you know him?"

He looked away, trying to hide his distress.

"I only know him by sight..."

"I'm going to have to have the blood drawn on the other arm." Try not to move, please.

"Don't move, you're the inexperienced one!"

I took a deep breath so as not to lose my composure and my professionalism. I took into account his condition, which could possibly be altered due to the trauma of the injuries he suffered.

Sidney

I couldn't believe that man was alive. How could it be? I wanted him dead and now I had to finish what I started. If he was alive, in a short time the police would come and handcuff me and from the hospital I would go to prison. Staying in prison was no problem; the problem was that guy breathing the same air as me. I felt my arm being pierced once more, but this time not gently.

"Auch, its hurts" I complained, looking at the nurse.

"Okay, I found the vein," she said with a smile.

"Where's the delicate nurse?" I asked ironically.

"Be more polite next time!"

I preferred not to answer, so as not to be rude again and also because it wasn't a priority. I looked down at my wrist, noting the way it was fastened.

"Do I really have to be tied up?" I asked.

" Of course. You don't sit still, and in the two days you were unconscious, you tried to hurt yourself."

I sighed. I was frustrated, I had to get out of this room and it had to be today. Soon after, another nurse entered the room with a small metal basin and a sponge; I knew it was bath time. I confess that, of all this, this was one of the things that pleased me most. It was a pity that the day had yet to come when Nurse Adeline would bathe me. I confess that I wanted that, because I knew she didn't like me and it would be a pleasure to see her having to take care of me. To my misfortune, she left and another nurse gave me a sponge bath.

(...)

At six o'clock in the afternoon I had just finished having lunch and changing the serum, so I wasn't going to receive attention from the nurses right away. I tried to untie my wrist with my fingers, but to no avail. I wondered how they managed to hold on so well that a huge man like me couldn't let go. It wasn't possible.

I needed to know where that bastard was. I was trying to free myself, but I couldn't, and there was nothing around that I could use! I had no choice but to use my teeth as a solution. I achieved!

I got out of bed with difficulty, as my body was weak and my legs were wobbly, but nothing would make me give up. I walked with difficulty until I reached the door. I opened it carefully, making sure no nurses were around and, to my happiness, the corridor was empty, making it a great opportunity to get out. I didn't know where to start, I was so tormented to find that guy that I didn't even think about how I would do it. I left the room, looking around to see if I could find the room where the nurses kept the patients' documents. With each step I took, the weaker and dizzier I grew. Everything seemed to be blurring.

"Sir, what are you doing out here?" Asked a nurse, who I couldn't even see who it was, because I was already lying on the floor and without having the slightest notion of things. Everything went out and my strength disappeared