Matt’s POVI was wide awake before dawn broke this morning. I managed to convince Skye that I have to observe Marco’s conditions throughout the night so she would need to sleep in her room instead of the patient’s ward where Marco was being treated. I have been noticing a few changes in Marco’s conditions but they were so momentary. It was almost unrecognizable. “I noticed him blinking his eyes one time, but when I tried to look closely. Nothing happened. It made me think I was just seeing things, so I tried to erase those thoughts,” I started with a smooth explanation. “As a medical practitioner, we ought to be accurate. But then I saw it happened again. Just like the first time it happened, I was also not sure,” I continued. I paused to have a sip of my coffee and as I swallowed I looked up to check Gab and Skye’s faces as they intently stared at me. “I was convinced maybe I was just tired and lacking sleep, that was why I was having some hallucinations. We tend to see things we

Gab’s POVI momentarily forgot what I had in mind when Matt joined me having my morning coffee at the kitchen counter. It was because of a few reasons. One was because of the good news I heard from Matt, as Marco’s personal physician, I was excited to hear the words that said Marco might wake up anytime soon. Although it wasn’t an accurate thing to happen, the possibility of seeing my best friend back into his normal and lively state cheered me up immensely. I was not very confident in handling legal and official matters regarding Marco’s businesses, but since he was not in the condition to do things he usually does, the decisions were for Skye to make, but the actions on those decisions mostly fell into my hands. It’s not that I didn’t want to do them, it was more for fear of messing things up while Marco was unconscious and making him wake up to something more chaotic circumstances of his businesses, regarding the shipping cargo and the rest. Another reason that shook off my thoug

Matt’s POVI felt goosebumps all over me when Skye confirmed the man she was referring to be the same man I showed in the photo. When Skye said she was told about Marco’s condition, I could see the unshakable faith and belief she had in those words. I could tell Skye was not like other patients’ guardians who would flare up and go ballistics when they are pressured with the delayed results on medical tests. It may also be due to the obvious eagerness that I am exerting efforts, bending some rules and unmindful of whatever methods allowed and not, as long as it seems to lead me into a clarification of something that would help quicken Marco’s recovery– Skye is somehow confident that I am not slacking or intentionally making things go slow. Nevertheless, for whatever reasons she may have, I am thankful that she believes and trusts in my abilities. But now, hearing from her statements that someone told her Marco is not going to die in this condition, it made me feel less confident. It

Marco’s POVI was in the middle of war in the abyss when I felt a strong pull as if an energy was sucking me into an unseen whirlpool of wind. I don’t know if it was just another fighting ability or strategy I was not aware of, because my momentary disappearance seemed to help me escape my enemies’ attack and save myself from vanishing for eternity, as they said every being in this abyss does not die. Whether an evil or a good being, their ends do not undergo the process of death, they vanish into thin air like they never existed. Well, that is what happens exactly to the evil ones, because the good ones are believed to ascend into the skies and become stars that brightens the night along with the moon. I asked Israfel about what I have been through when we returned to the camp– if that is what they call the place where they train and stay if not in battle. And he was a bit confused. “Sorry, Marco, but I have never experienced such things. Not even once during or in the middle of b

Gab’s POVAfter making a lot of calls to make sure we did not miss anything on our plans, I went back into the house and even from the living room I could hear Skye’s excited voice as she asked if the other person with her in the patient's room saw whatever she saw.I assumed it was Matt she was talking to since they were in the room with Marco. I may not be a hundred percent sure what she was rejoicing about, but I had a guess. However, I realized that reality surpassed my expectations. I felt similarly close to Skye’s expressed enthusiasm when she said Marco could respond. It indeed was something worth celebrating. I was as reluctant to leave Marco’s side as Skye seemed to be. I understand her unspoken but clearly expressed eagerness to see Marco awake so we could properly sa